God saw you getting tired and a cure was
not to be. So he put his arms around 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.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Daughter Symone
symone1979
24th May 2010