I would have died without you when grief came to me.
I used your strenght to carry on when Death took me to my knees.
Death tried to keep me in pain and dispare.
It lied to me and told me, you were never there.
I almost belived Death, then your words came to me.
I will be with you always even through eternity.
Thank you God our Father, for carring me along.
thank you for your love and the faith to move on.
Death you are so crule you took so much from me.
But thanks to God our father one day will all be free.
Debbie Kingsmill
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thank-you-god-14/
