Ronnie

God saw you 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 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 to us-
He only takes the best!

May God’s Love surround and comfort you.

My mom shared this poem to honor her dear friend, Reneta. She passed away yesterday. Ronnie was a very generous person with a heart of gold. We will miss her.

Please pray for her husband Bob as he carries on without her.