Tribute to Michael Dale Bastin

Tired

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come to me."

You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back.
To suffer that again.

~Author Unknown~

Michael's Tombstone
This is Michael about a month before he got sick.


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