The time has come to say goodbye...

In Loving Memory of my Grammy

Doris Warring Crawford
March 29, 1916 - January 9, 2006


The Best
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.
Although we loved 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.