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| Come With Me The Lord saw you getting tired And a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you And whispered, “Come with me.” With tearful eyes, we watched you suffer And saw you fade away. Although we loved you dearly, We could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, A beautiful smile at rest. God broke our hearts to prove He only takes the best. It’s lonesome here without you, We miss you so each day. Our lives aren’t the same Since you went away. When days are sad and lonely, And everything goes wrong, We seem to hear you whisper, “Cheer up and carry on.” Each time we see your picture, You seem to smile and say “Don’t cry, I’m in God’s keeping, We’ll meet again someday.” Author Unknown |
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| ~Daddy~ Sept. 15, 1939--Dec. 1, 2000 |
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| "I love you, Daddy. See you soon..." L. |
