Mom and Christopher had their own special mutual admiration society.
She was his light and he was her star. It was wonderful to see such love and respect.
"The Best"
God 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 couldn't bear to lose you,
We could not ask you to stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hardworking hands laid to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
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