Thursday, December 5, 2013
God saw you were getting tired,and a cure was not to be, He put His arm around you and whispered, " come with me" With tearful eyes we watched you suffer and saw you pass
away. Although we loved you
dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped
beating, Hard working hands
were put to rest; God broke our hearts to prove to us. He only
Takes the Best. Your love sons, Tyrie and Michael