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God saw you getting tired
A cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you
And whispered, "Come with me."
With tearful eyes we watched you
And saw you fade away.
Although we loved you dearly
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating
Your tender hands at rest,
God took you home to prove to us
He only takes the best.
We miss you and your wisdom. Can't wait to see you again.
If Tears Could Build A Stairway, And Memories A Lane, I'd Walk Right Up To Heaven And Bring You Home Again.
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