God took you for a reason.
A reason we don't know.
But, it was your time to go.
God took you for a reason.
A reason only he knows.
He knew it was your time.
So, he brought you home.
Our family used to fight.
And we wanted to kill eachother.
But, now that you're dead.
We became close to one another.
These are some of the reasons.
My reasons why you died.
And, now that you're gone.
I hope you're by my side.
God took you for a reason.
One reason of his own.
He knew that you were suffering.
So, he brought you home.
By: Shannah Mackey
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Know that Grandma is watching over you and sends her love everyday... we will all see her soon, so be good or she'll pinch ya! Love ya...