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, As you slowly slipped away, And though we loved you dearly, We couldn't make you stay. Your golden heart stopped beating, Your tired hands put to rest, God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best. Always remembered and never forgotten. 🦋.

Words will not wipe away your tears and hugs may not ease the pain but hold onto your memories because forever they will remain. Love Haydn and Raelene Breheny

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