Elaine Ross
God saw you getting tired And a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you And whispered “Come to Me.” With tearful eyes we watched you.
We watched you fade away. Although we loved you dearly, We could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating,
Hardworking hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
Lovingly Remembered by Your Family