1 Entry
Fernn C K Edmonds
July 26, 2025
God saw that he was getting tired,
A cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around him
and whispered, "Come with Me."
With tearful eyes,
I watched him suffer,
And saw him fade away.
Although
I cherished him dearly,
I could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to rest.
God broke my heart to prove to me
He only takes "the best."
Love From Your MOKO
REST IN PEACE
Papa Rob
Showing 1 - 1 of 1 results