Kenda Lane White
May 18, 1949-September 14, 2006God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So he wrapped his arms around you
And whispered “come to me”
We are all blessed to have known you
And felt your special touch.
The memories we all shared with you,
Is what we will miss so much.
And now that you are no longer here
To laugh, to hold, and play,
We will always have you in our hearts
To help us through each day!
So go with God and follow him
As he takes away your pain,
We will all think of you and miss you
Until we meet again!
When a cure was not to be.
So he wrapped his arms around you
And whispered “come to me”
We are all blessed to have known you
And felt your special touch.
The memories we all shared with you,
Is what we will miss so much.
And now that you are no longer here
To laugh, to hold, and play,
We will always have you in our hearts
To help us through each day!
So go with God and follow him
As he takes away your pain,
We will all think of you and miss you
Until we meet again!
1 comment:
God bless her and her family! I know that God needed another angel that day.
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