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LOUISE B. CLARK
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 deeply, we could not make you stay
A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.
You are truly missed and loved always,
Published in News Record on January 18, 2013