Grandfather Remembered

God saw

that my Grandfather was getting old -

a cure was not to be.

He put His arms around him,

and whispered, "Come with Me."

With tearful eyes

we watched him fade away.

We loved him dearly

but we could not make him stay.

His golden heart stopped beating,

ending his long and difficult journey.

God broke our hearts to prove

He only takes the best.

With much to remember,

we miss him.

He will always be

in my heart and my soul,

spirit and life.


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