of
God saw she was getting tired,
a cure not to be,
so he put his arms around her and whispered "come with me"
With teaful eyes we watched her suffer,
and saw her fade away.
Although we could not bear to lose her,
we could not bid her to stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working feet were laid to rest.
God broke our hearts,
to prove to us,
he only takes the best.
~ author unknown ~
Rest in Peace.... Ruby Tuesday
We love you.
