Laurie Murar
Mom,
This poem says all I want to say.....
God saw you getting tired, a cure was not to be. He put his arms around you and whispered "come to me". With tearful eyes we watched you suffer, And saw you fade away. Although we loved you dearly, We could not make you stay. Many times we've cried. If love alone could have saved you, You never would have died. For all the years we shared together, We thank the Lord above. Though God has you in his keeping, We will always have you in our hearts. Love, Laurie
