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In Loving Memory
of Beverly Stoll Marker

God saw you getting tired
And a cure was not to be,
So He put his arms around you
And whispered "Come with Me."

With tearful eyes
We watched you suffer,
And you fade 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
He only takes the best!

It's lonesome here without you
We miss you more each day.
Life doesn't seem the same
Since you've gone away.

When days are sad and lonely,
And everything goes wrong,
We seem to hear you whisper
"Cheer up and carry on."

Each time we see your picture,
You seem to smile and say,
"Don't cry, I'm in God's keeping,
We'll meet again someday!"

-- author unknown --

Beverly Stoll MarkerMay 20, 1932 - December 26, 1996

indexDecember 13, 1997