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God Called Him Home

God took all his pain away
when he took him home with him today.
although its hard to let pawpaw go
hes in a much better place i know
tears of grief fall from every eye,
but nobody has to ask God why.
pawpaw was a very special man, in every way, 
i will miss him each and everyday.
not lost to memory, nor to love
but gone to our fathers house above. 
rest in peace pawpaw its Gods will,
but always remember we love you still.

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Jimmy Arnold

Greetings Jessica/Family,

Very pretty moments and cherished words shared to one loved so dearly by so caring many..Just as you have elaborated, he's at peace with God but still hold his place and pieces, of  all your 'hearts, that he has come to learn and to terms of acceptance and place, so tightly fitted together, them both, now in his new life, accepting, creating and turning both pieces into once again, one. Until you all are together once again.I wrote one similar to this one, to my brother....Michael.. (“He only takes the best”).You did a great job and i am sure he, (your pawpaw), is as proud of this as the author should be...

My condolences,

Jim    

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Bernd Senna

Very touching !!
Indeed pawpaw can only be in a better place now
It can only be better than this...
Take care

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