Anna's Poem

Grandma, always told me
children don't pick their parents
God does,
and God does this,
for so many reasons,
which is beyond our control
to make one stronger
to make each soul a soul
Everyone in life- gets lost
now I know he has found
the peacefulness of serenity,
the beautiful work that God surrounds
this Soul at ease,
in the heavens above, knowing one day we all will meet him
and he will be full of so much love.
The memories,
I will keep,
whether good or bad
because they make up a human
a human I call DAD
Anna Neal