Monday, February 22, 2010

God saw you getting tired
A cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you
And whispered, "Come with Me."

With tearful eyes we watched you
And saw you fade away.
Although we loved you dearly
We could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating
Your tender hands at rest.
God took you home to prove to us
He only takes the best.

1 comment:

  1. Nikki,

    I am so heartbroken for you and your family! As I read your posts, it brought back all of the memories of my Mom. I am so sorry you had to see him go that way but please find comfort in the fact that you were able to be there with him and tell him all of the things you wanted to before he passed. Now Nevaeh has her Papa with her in heaven and I'm sure she is enjoying him immensely! My thoughts and prayers are with you all during this difficult time! If you need anything at all, please know I am here for you!

    Love,
    Kimberly Kocian

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