by lorrie Nov 16, 2004
category :
Sadness, depression /
grieving, loss
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God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be, so he put his arms around you and said \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\"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 hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove he only takes the best. |
by lorrie
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thanks and im sorry for you loss to. my uncle was very dear to me. and its tru he only takes the best |