May God bless you and your...
This beautiful poem describes Dave's passing.
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.
With love and sympathy,
Jeanne and Dennis Blake
Jeanne and Dennis Blake
August 08, 2022 | Haddonfield, NJ | Friend




