Come
With Me
The Lord
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 suffer
And saw you fade away,
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
A beautiful smile at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove
He only takes the best.
It's lonesome here without you
We miss you so each day,
Our lives aren't the same
Since you went away.
When days are sad and lonely,
And everything goes wrong,
We seem to hear you whisper,
"Cheer up and carry on."
Each time we see your picture,
You seem to smile and say,
" Don't cry, I'm in God's keeping,
We'll meet again someday."
~ Author Unknown ~
Thank
You Annette, for dedicating this poem for Brittni's funeral.
It has
touched so many peoples lives !
Having you and your family as friends and
neighbors has been a blessing.
We love you and so did Brittni !
