Sunday, March 20, 2011
God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be,
So He wrapped his arms around you,
And whispered, "Come to me."
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So he gave you rest,
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best.
And when we saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain,
We could not wish you back,
To suffer that again.
It takes a man to raise a man. Charlie's legacy lives on in his two sons, William (Bill) and Michael, two good men.
