God saw you getting tired mum 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 mum and saw you pass away and although we love you dearly, we could not make you stay. Your golden heart stopped beating mum, hard working hands at rest, God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best. We will always miss you mum, and in our hearts you'll stay, We know you will watch over us till we meet again, one day.