Published on Wednesday, 30 November -0001 00:00
God saw you were 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 and saw you pass away,
And though we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard-working hands at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove He only takes the best.
We have missed you the last five years, but there is not a day that goes by that we don't think
We know you are in a better place, and the memories you left behind will never be forgotten.
We love you, Maggie,