December 11, 2012
December 11, 2012
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be, So he put his arms around you & whispered come with me. With tearful eyes, we watched and saw you pass away, Although we love you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest, God broke our hearts to prove to us, he, only takes the best.
Gone, but not forgotten
By friends, family, and loved
Gone, but not forgotten
By friends, family, and loved