The Moon is Still Over her Shoulder
I heard this song today, it always make me think of my grandparents. No that’s not them, they would have been much more beautiful and far more handsome.
It reminds me of a time we were all down in Silver Dollar City watching the show in the amphitheater. It was always so fun to sit as the sun went down and the day cooled watching the bats fly overhead as much as the show. This time I was sitting next to my grandpa talking, the exact details I don’t recall. I do know he was talking about my grandma, when they met and how beautiful she was and still is.
In the middle of the conversation he stopped and sat looking off, lost in distant memories. Without another word to me he got up and went to sit by his wife and hold her hand.