HW 46 - Initial Thoughts on the Care of the Dead photo's

Here is one of the cards handed out at the funerals of my Great grandmother Lucy Vargas. It reads: "God saw you were getting tired and a cure was not to be, so he out his arms around you and whispered come to me. With tearful eyes we watched you and saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke his heart to prove to us he only takes the best."