A TRIBUTE TO MOMMY- by T. Hahau
- God saw She was getting tiredAnd a cure was not to beSo he put his arms around herAnd whispered, "Come with me"With Tears filled eyesWe watched her suffer and fade awayAlthough we loved her deeplyWe could not make her stayA Golden Heart stopped beatingHard working hands put to restGod broke our heartsTo prove to us"He only takes the Best"