August 28, 1898, ~ February 20, 1975
and a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around him
and whispered, "Come with Me".
With tear-filled eyes we watched him
suffer and fade away.
Although we loved him deeply,
We could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
hard-working hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
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