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Shirley May God saw you getting tired And a cure was not to be So he put his arms around you And whispered 'Come With Me.' With tearful eyes we watched you, Slowly fade away, Although we loved you dearly, We would not make you stay. Your golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best. Love you and miss you From all your Family xxx


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