Today was the visitation for my Papaw. I wanted to write down a poem (for memory's sake) that was written on the program.


God saw he was getting tired, and a cure was not to be;
So he put his arms around him, and whispered, "Come with me."
With tearful eyes we watched him suffer, and saw him fade away;

Although we loved him dearly, we could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands to rest;
God broke our hearts to prove to us, he only takes the Best!


He is finally at peace.

Please keep my Mawmaw and dad in your prayers. I know tomorrow will be a very emotional day for them (and everybody), but God is good and walking with us every step of the way.