"God saw that you were getting tired
And a cure was not to be,
So he put His arm around you
And whispered "Come home with me."
With tearful eyes I watched you suffer
And saw you fade away,
Although I loved you dearly,
I could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
A determined spirit was at rest.
God broke my heart to prove to me
He only takes the best." (Found in Betty's mother's copy of the funeral notice)
"God saw that you were getting tired
And a cure was not to be,
So he put His arm around you
And whispered "Come home with me."
With tearful eyes I watched you suffer
And saw you fade away,
Although I loved you dearly,
I could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
A determined spirit was at rest.
God broke my heart to prove to me
He only takes the best." (Found in Betty's mother's copy of the funeral notice)
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