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I dedicate this page to Mom, Dad, and My Husband |
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My Mother and Father |
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THE DAY GOD CALLED YOU HOME |
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God looked around his Garden, and found an empty place He then looked down upon his earth, and saw your loving face He put his arms around you, and lifted you to rest.
His Garden must be beautiful, he always takes the best He knew that you were suffering, he knew you were in pain He knew that you would not get any better, on this earth again.
He saw your path was difficult, he closed your tired eyes. He whispered to you, "Peace be Thine", and gave you wings to fly.
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When we saw you sleeping so calm and free of pain. We would not wish you back to earth, to suffer once again.
You've left us precious memories, your love will be our guide You live through your family, you're always by our side.
It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone. For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
My Mother Elizabeth taken May 28, 1993 My Father Carl taken February 9, 1994 |
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My Husband Mark He Only takes the Best
God saw you was getting tired, and a cure was not to be. So he put his arms around you, and whispered, "Come with Me" With tear filled eyes I watched you suffer and fade away. Although I loved you deeply, I could not make you stay A golden heart stopped beating, hard-working hands put to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.
My Husband Mark was taken May 28, 1993
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