Something Beautiful Remains....

I was browsing through my old journals recently. And I stumbled upon an old poem I had copied out of a book. I can't exactly remember which book it came from, but I do remember that the poem struck my heart, just after my grandfather died. I just want to share it...

The tide recedes, 

But leaves behind 

bright seashells on the sand.

The sun goes down,

But gentle warmth

 still lingers on the land.

The music fades, 

But echoes on 

in sweetest refrain...

For every joy that passes,

Something beautiful remains.

- Unknown

True story.