IN MEMORIAM


God saw you getting tired and a cure was
not to be, so He put his arms around you
and whispered, “Come to Me”. With tearful
eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly, we could not
make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest. God broke our
hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.

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Dennis Smith 4/13/1951- 1/24/2015