
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.
And although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.
We love and miss you very much grandma.
The joy you gave us and the love to dry our tears
will never be forgotten.
Love from,
Stella, Bill, All Your Grandchildren, Great Grandchildren And Great Great Grandchildren