He Left Today. Poem by Amy Kerswell

My grandad left me to day.
The angels took him home.
Its said god picks the best.
I guess thats true.

My grandad went home to day.
He left to soon.
Now I have an ocean of tears.

He floats on a cloud.
He shines with the stars.
And he sings with the angels.

He shines in my darkest hour.
I feel his spirt near.
Its like hes always near.

I miss him, his warmth and his love.
Most of all I miss his way of being.
I miss his bight smile more.

I always feel him near.
I swear I his voice in the wind.
I feel his presence around as dawn turns to dusk.
Its like he never really went away.

Although he may not be on earth.
He will always be in my heart.