God saw you getting tired, a cure not meant to be.
So he put his arms around you and whispered, Come with me.
With tearful eyes we watch you and saw you fade away,
Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, your tender hands at rest.
God took you home to prove to us he only takes the best.
Danielle x
Danielle
15th November 2017
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Sent by Dementia UK on 14/10/2017
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland