In Loving Memory of
James W. Mitchell
God saw he was getting tired and a cure was not to be,
So He put His arm AROUND HIM AND whispered, "Come with ME,"
With tearful eyes, we watched him fade away...Although we loved him dearly, we could not make him stay,
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands to rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only TAKES THE BEST.
In dedication to our Father, a gentle loving soul. We all love you and miss you...and yes Dad we do feel you sending the Spirit of Love!
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