It was beautiful fall when you passed into glory
And now the snow on the ground
Reflects the mourning, sad coldness in our hearts

As snow flakes kiss our foreheads
We hear your infectious laughter and chuckles in visions of memories that keep flashing by
Reminding us to live joyously and positively as you did
Thank you for being that example of a life well-lived

We look forward to spring again 
When we've come to accept your passing a little more
And begin to lift our heads and hearts to see your beauty 
Continue to live in every blade of grass ..
And in every petal of flowers you admired

Rest in peace... you know we love you... Did we tell you enough while you were here? ❤️☀️🌈

My 3 rd prize House Portrait of a besutiful home in Brampton...

My Grandfather-in-law, fondly known as Pop Thomson
Was borned into a wealthy and comfortable family life
He was a lawyer and partner in a firm
When he volunteered to serve his country in World War 1
He returned after 4 years of service...
But without his best friend, Lieutenant James William Williams, aged 28 and married
On the day he returned, Pop Thomson was told to report back to work by his senior partner for the very next day ...
He did so resenting that he wasn't offered more grace time to recuperate
But later realised his boss was looking out for him
For by being busy right away..
He recovered more quickly from the harsh effects of PTSD
Which many of his fellow comrades battled with
He volunteered again for World War 2
Where he was kept prisoner-of-war for 4 years in Hong Kong
He ate all bugs that crawled across his way
To supplement his thin watery rice rations
Released home in his mid fifties..thin and weakened
His work at his law firm was finally scaled down
His family got to enjoy him the rest of his life till his passing to heavenly glory at 88
I hold great awe for Pops Thomson
Who left his cushy life to help his country win the war
His children and grandchildren still speak of him with great fondness to this day..
For the Father and the Grandfather that he was..
And I speak today for the courageous man that he was..
I never once heard he was ever filled with hatred or bitterness after fighting in the wars..
Neither should we...
But we must never forget..