Wednesday, May 5, 2010
God took him to his loving home
God saw him getting tired, a cure not to be. He wrapped in his loving arms and whispered [come with me} He suffered much in silence, his spirit did not bend. He faced his pain with courage, until the very end. He tried so hard to stay with us but his fight was not in vain. God took him to his loving home, and freed him of his pain.
Anon
