"God saw that 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.
Although we love you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best."
Rest in peace my guardian angel. The struggle is over and it's been almost a year since you left us. Each day seems to just get harder and harder but I know you're watching over me. I love you Aunt Gretchen. Forever and always