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God saw he was getting tired,
And a 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 he began to fade away.
Although we loved him dearly,
We could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands put to rest,
God broke our heart to prove to us he only takes the best. R.I.P Papa. I love you
Amber Scott
Amber Scott
December 07, 2019 | SC