Grandad, as you take your last ride from here to there,
The wind blowing fast through your hair.
This journey You took was special to all,
You impacted me, most of all.
If we asked if you’re alright you would say no, I’m half left.
May the angels look after you, you are blessed.
With every rumble of a motorbike engine,
May we be reminded of your kind hearted intention.
We know that the ride must come to an end,
You can ride free now and sweep through those bends.
The road was long but an enjoyable ride,
You’ve left an impression in a positive stride.
We will all meet, but we don’t know when,
So until then, let’s have a drink for grandad Ben.
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