Gregg Harrison

“In Memory”

God saw he was getting tired

And a cure was not to be,

So he put his arms around him

And whispered, ‘Come with me”.

With tearful eyes, we watched him

Suffer and saw him fade away.

Although we loved him dearly,

We could not make him stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,

Hard working hands to rest.

God broke our hearts

To prove to us,

He only takes the best.