God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be.He put His arms around you and whispered come to me. With tearful eyes I watched you and saw you pass away. Although I loved you dearly, I could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me, He only takes the BEST
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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