Remember my last comment about the card I made on Wednesday? Well I think my colleague Hannah can explain it all better than I can:
God saw you getting poorly and a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around you and whispered ‘come with me’.
We had tearful eyes and tissues, while you slowly passed away,
Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands to rest,
God broke our hearts to prove that, he only takes the best.
RIP Jules x
Julie Kimber - 1963 - 2010, mother, colleague and friend. xx
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