ShanesPage

I know that this background might seem strange to some of you, but this background is a picture that my grandson, Shane, created on the computer using Paint.
     You see, Shane was fourteen years old and living life to it's fullest. He was on the local football team, was to be an escort in the school prom, liked by everyone and dearly loved by his family and friends.
     But on October 16, 2000 he went to be with the Lord.
     Shane was killed on a four wheeler. It was not his fault, it was the fault of a man that still has never shown any remorse.   But there is nothing that I can do about that, I just know that there is a void in my life that will be with me until I go to be with him.
     This poem finally came to me just before what would have been his fifteenth birthday. It is my tribute to Shane.

Shane

Almost a year has past since your soul left this world
to meet the Lord and our loved ones who have gone on before.
The pain in my heart was so great, almost more than I could bear,
as I looked at your body, so perfect in death, as it lay there.

Fourteen short years, if only I had known, the things I would have said, the things I would have done!
Only God knows the how and the why, what happened that day that you had to die.
But you lived a life so full that many will never know.
You did so many things that made me so proud, and I know that you know.

As I look back over the months since you've gone, it seems like a dream, how did I go on?
Now I realize that God was there all the time,
He knew my pain, and gave me strength, because I am one of His own.
He has given me peace in knowing that you are with Him now.

You know no sadness, no pain, only joy,
and when granny saw you coming, she must have said, "there's my boy!"
And then someone else says, (maybe it was Rod), who can say?
Come on Shane, we're having "Family Day!"
Until I come to be with you, my sweet grandson, know that I miss you and love you and with God's help and my memories of you, I will go on.