Saturday, September 7, 2019
My heart goes out to the family in your time of sorrow:
God saw him getting tired, and a cure was not to be.
So he put His arms around him and whispered, "come to me".
With tearful eyes we watched him suffer, and saw him slowly fade away.
Although we loved him dearly, we could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands put to rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.
Fondest remembrances from Ellie
