Emma Poem by Andy Caldwell

my granddaughter died this week 
now she lives with God
too fragile for this world
still the strongest soul I've known
her heart just wasn't tough enough
her will to live was stronger then stone
she lived her short short life on will alone
she was so very beautiful
but life was just too much.......
My daughter cried this week
her child's death was rough
it was the hardest event I went though
and I was once removed 
for the last six months 
my daughter's been a rock
she has been a pillar of strength
and has found God again
But now she has to grieve
time will heal all wounds
it will however leave a scar
Forever Emma won't be far
her ghost will exist in our hearts
for our remaining days