God saw you getting tried and and a cure was not meant to be. So He put his arm around you and whispered come with me. With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we love you dearly we could not make you stay. Your golden hearts stopped beating. God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best.
Love but never forgotten,
| Cody |
| 21, July 2005 |
| Deb Schaidt |