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
and saw you pass away
and although we love you dearly
we could not make you stay.
A Golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best
Difficult to write this through the tears but those words mean so much right now John.
My wonderful, 88 year old, father was diagnosed with bowel cancer just over two weeks ago. He is fading away, but without any pain, thankfully, and most of the time fully aware of the people around him and able to talk to us.
Our holiday to Calis, we should have flown out yesterday, was cancelled so that we could be with him and to support my mum too.
When I heard about Stephen at lunchtime today my heart went out to his parents and family. Such a lovely, brave young man who's life has been cut tragically short by this dreadful disease.
It makes me so thankful that I have had my dad with me, very active and independent up to the last few weeks, for so long.
God bless Stephen, R I P.
xx
