This morning I woke up with a heavy heart. I realized that as I got up that we were coming up on the month anniversary of my Avo's death. I held her cross necklace that now adorns my neck and wished for a good day. It was while I was searching through my purse that I found the card my mother had brought back to me from the wake and the poem on it brought tears to my eyes and reminded me yet again how much I missed her.
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.
by Rogers Funeral Home
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