God saw you getting tired And a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you And whispered, "Come To Me". With tearful eyes we watched you And saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly We could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best. Mom, I don't have to words to say how much I miss you, along with Dad, Mike, Deb, Nancy, Tim and Becky. I know you are with me know matter where I'm at. 42 years with you was not enough, I need you another 42 years. Your departure has left a void in me that will never be filled again. You are up there with God, and smiling down on all of us. All I ask mom, is that you sometimes let me feel a brush of your lips on my cheek like you use to when I was a kid. When i feel the wind on my face I will know it's you touching me.

I Love You Mom, your loving daughter, V

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