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A poem for my beloved father-in-law Leonard.......
God saw that he was getting tired
And the cure was not to be,
So He put His arms around him
And whispered, "Come with Me."
With tearful eyes we watched him suffer
And saw him fade away.
Although we loved him dearly,
We could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Busy little hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the...
Riley Freyman
March 06, 2003 | Pasadena, MD