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 love you dearly
we couldn't make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating hard working hands at rest;
God broke our hearts to prove
He only takes the best
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R.I.P Tony <3 Miss you.
