God saw you getting tired, but a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you and whispered "Come with Me".
With tear filled eyes we watched you fade away. You suffered much in silence and fought so hard to stay.
You faced your task with courage and your spirit did not bend and still you kept on fighting until the very end.
God saw you getting tired but the cure was not to be. So he put his arms around you and whispered "Come with Me".
Your golden heart stopped beating, your smile is now at rest. God broke our hearts to prove He only takes the best.
Yes it breaks our hearts to lose you but you do not go alone, for part of us go with you this day God called you Home.
Joanie
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