In memory of Marcia Yelton Caldwell, Maggie Yelton and Lisa Ammerman. Written and submitted by Monica Yelton.
God saw they were getting tired and a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around them and whispered, come with me.
With tearful eyes we watched them suffer and saw them fade away.
Although we loved them dearly, we could not make them stay.
Their golden hearts stopped beating, hard working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.