When he came to the end of his journey, traveled his last weary mile.

I submit sometimes he frowned, but only remember his smile.

As I work on this list trying hard to resist, all that made me sad.

I remember the good he has done all the fum we had.

You see his love is never ending and to this I can attest.

And come in the shade of evening when the sun paints the sky in the west, He stands for a few moments besides me and I remember only his…

As I sit and wonder about this day.

I kneel to God and begin to pray.

Help me dear Father, when the pain is so great.

To understand his destiny was not mine to orchestrate.

You let me enjoy him and make memories.

Then you took him to heaven to abide with Thee.

So I'll accept your doing, even though I don't understand.

For I must be someone special to have held a true…