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This poem is dedicated to my grandpa, who died December 28, 2011.


Submitted:Aug 23, 2012    Reads: 15    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


God saw you were tired,

So he put you down to sleep.

We all knew it was coming.

So all we did was weep.

We saw your hard-working hands come to a rest.

Your golden heart stop it's beating.

We didn't want to let you go

But we knew it had to be done.

We all know you are in a better place now.

So enjoy it while you're there.

We all loved you very dearly

And we find it hard to live now that you are gone.

R.I.P. 1926-2011





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