We little knew that morning
that God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly;
in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
You did not go alone;
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories,
Your love is still our guide.
And though we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
I think this poem says all the things that I can't seem to say. And I hope we will all be together again. I miss you Nana. There is a hole in my heart that still aches daily. I wish you were here.
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