R.I.P Destiny Poem by Alex Butler

I close my eyes, and clasp my hands.
I Pray to god, for family and friends.
Loved ones leave us, without a warning.
Who knows what news, we'll get some morning.
It's a tragic thing, when life comes to and end.
But it's god's will, calling his angels again.
I know it hurts, and lifes not fair.
But I understand, She'll still be there.
To hold our hand, to ease the pain.
To help us through, time and again.
We'll miss you, but you're still here.
Standing beside us, wiping the tear.
Rather then goodbye, We'll say farewell.
We'll be with you, as time will tell.

R.i.p Beautiful.