A memorial to my Grandpa and Grandma
"Thy Will Be Done"
by Danny Hahlbohm
God looked around His garden
And found an empty place.
He then looked down upon the
earth,
And saw your tired face.
He put His arms around you
And lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful
He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering
He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would
never
Get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting
rough,
And the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids,
And whispered "Peace be thine."
It broke our hearts to
lose you
But you didn't go alone
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.