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.