God saw you getting tired; and a cure was not to be found so he put his arms around you and whispered "come with me" with tearful eyes we watched, and saw you pass away. Though we love you dearly we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands were put to rest God broke our heart to prove to us that He only takes the best.
your daughter, Debra Tafoya
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