My youngest son Peter wrote a beautiful poem in honor of his grandmother. He wrote this minutes from returning from his Senior Scholarship Awards:
I hope your God and Heaven does exist
An Ode to her
I hope that you are happy there
You've spent your life towards your faith
Going to church as much as you could
Praying for all of us that our lives will be good
I admire you for having such faith
I wish I could share the same
It would make life more simple,
Knowing what comes after life.
I will forever miss you,
And look at the turtle you gave me long ago,
Watching his head bounce back and forth
As you did as a child.
R.I.P. Grandma Boller
Such a loving tribute from the heart.