God saw you were getting tired,
And a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around you
And whispered, "Come To Me."
With tearful eyes we watched you,
And saw you pass away.
Although we loved 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.
paul
6th February 2015
Deep in the heart lies a picture
Of a loved one laid to rest
In Memories frame we keep it
Because she was one of the best.from paul phyll jonathan simon and stephen
paul
2nd February 2014
thinking of you nan, love you always. joanne, delia, michael and grandkids
millybug
20th December 2013