Mary C. Guice
GOD SAW YOU WERE GETTING TIRED God saw you getting tired 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 As you slowly slipped away And though we loved you dearly We couldn't make you stay. Your golden heart stopped beating Your tired hands put to rest God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.
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Basic InformationBornOct 4, 1933DiedAug 22, 2017
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