I'm not sure I believe in God...

...and I know this is horribly overused, but I still think its beautiful and describes perfectly how I feel about my grandpa, who sadly passed away last year.

God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be.

So, he put his arms around you & whispered 'Come with me'.

With tearful eyes we watched, and saw you pass away.

Although we love you dearly, we could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best.