Craig and I spent a year in the Cancer Clinic
His only thoughts were for others and the hospice
God saw that he was getting tired
and a cure was not to be,
so He put his arms around him
and whispered, “Come with Me.”
With tearful eyes we watched CRaig suffer
and saw him fade away.
Although we loved Craig dearly
we would not ask him to stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
Wiтн вяokєи нєaятs ωє lovєd чou Craig,
May you be remembered and may you have peace