THIS IS DEDICATED TO MY GRAN DAD

GOD SAW YOU GETTING TIRED
AND A CURE WAS NOT TO BE,
SO HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND YOU
AND WHISPERED TO YOU
\"COME TO ME\"
WITH TEARFUL EYES WE WATCHED YOU
AND SAW YOU PASS AWAY.
ALTHOUGH WE LOVED YOU DEARLY,
WE COULD NOT MAKE YOU STAY
A GOLDEN HEART SOPPED BEATING,
HARD WORKING HANDS TO REST,
GOD BROKE ARE HEARTS TO PROVE TO US HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST

please comment because this poems meens a lot to me