To my mom; 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 Your beautiful smile at rest. God broke our hearts to prove He always takes the best. It’s lonesome here without you We miss you so each day. Our lives just aren’t the same Ever since you went away. When days are sad and lonely And everything goes wrong We hear you gently 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.’
Posted on: Mon, 30 Sep 2013 20:25:45 +0000
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