BROOKS, DESMOND GRAHAM

BROOKS, DESMOND GRAHAM

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 suffer and slowly fade away. Although we loved you dearly, we couldn’t make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands put to rest, God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.

Our loving Dad and Grandpa who will be sorely missed. Graham, Charleen, Kayleigh and Jason.

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