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 I watched you, and saw you pass away, although I loved you dearly I couldn't make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me, he only takes the best. Still can't believe you have been taken from us mum, miss you everyday xxx