MOORE, Marcia

MARCIA MOORE A year today since you left us. God saw you getting tired, & a cure was not to be. He put his arms around you, & whispered "come to me." With tearful eyes I watched, as you slowly passed away. Although I loved you dearly, I could not make you stay. I think of you in silence, & often speak your name. All I have is memories, & your picture in a frame. Your loving Husband and Daughter.