Passed beyond this life.
They've left this world and passed beyond
The torment, pain and strife.
They've found themselves caught up again
In Father's loving arms.
He'll keep them close in his embrace
Apart from toil and harm.
It's hard for us, those left behind,
Caught up in woe and grief;
We have work here on this earth
Before we find relief.
Remember those past on before
To heaven's grand mansion;
For when we die, we meet again
A joyous reunion!
I wrote this for my daughter Christine when her second son, my grandson, died at 3 days old.