God saw you getting tired,
The Guest Book is expired.
And a cure was not to be.
So He put his arms around you,
And whispered, "Come to me." A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts
to prove to us,
He only takes the best. We love you!
James, KuRonde, Marlencia, Jameia, Jaliyah, and Kayne
Published in Daytona Beach News-Journal on Oct. 14, 2012