Grief Poem - Heartaches and Fog

Weather turned cold, but - warm or cold, some loved ones flew above.

Be old or young, lived near or far 'they' flew to God, with love.

We miss dear ones most every day, sunshine or fog or breeze!

They're missed a lot, our weather's COLD - glad they're not here to freeze!

A granny 'left' - she lived down south; she been an awesome cook!

She' traveled' some, did lots of things and once had lived in Chinook!

'Kim's' auntie passed three weeks ago - and Fog was all around!

She wasn't even very old - yes, heartaches do abound!

Unexpectedly, 'niece' flew off to join 'family' above.

Talented and a har...