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God saw you gettin tired and a cure was not to be, so He put his arms around you and whispered, "Come live with me". With tearful eyes we watched you suffer and saw you fading away: we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating; your hardworking hands put to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best. God will love you and keep you until we meet someday.

R.I.P Grandma Barb we all love you

Sept. 26 1924- May 18 2004