God saw you getting tired,
A cure not meant to be,
So he put his arms
Around you and whispered
Come with me,
With tearful eyes we watched
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.
R.I.P Mum reunited with my Dad. We will love and miss you always, loving daughter Jane xxx
Cynthia Jean Wilson (14 May 1925 - 18 Jan 2019)
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God saw you getting tired,
A cure not meant to be,
So he put his arms
Around you and whispered
Come with me,
With tearful eyes we watched
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.
R.I.P Mum reunited with my Dad. We will love and miss you always, loving daughter Jane xxx
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