One of the best fell

by cassanova   Aug 18, 2007


God saw you were getting tired,
and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you,
and whispered "come to me".

With tearfull 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.....

love you always Grandpa Latreverse
...8-18-1934---4-22-04...
p.s happy birthday.

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  • 17 years ago

    by fatima

    Omg, that is sooooooooo sweet, it really touched my heart.