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Joy Ann Leach
Nov 25, 1938 - Oct 2, 2006
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I little knew that evening,
God was going to call your name,
In life I loved you dearly,
In death that doesn't change.
In tears I saw you sinking.
I watched you fade away.
My heart was almost broken,
You fought so hard to stay.
But when I saw you sleeping
so peaceful, free from pain,
I couldn't wish you back with me,
to suffer that again.
I know God seen you getting
tired.
And a cure was not to be,
And I know he wrapped his arms around you and whispered,
"Joy, Come to Me".
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest
With tearful eyes I watched her
My head upon her chest
Keep your arms around her Lord,
And give her special care.
Make up for all that she has suffered
and all that seemed unfair.
If roses grow in Heaven Lord
Please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in her loving arms
and tell her they're from me.
Tell her I love and miss her,
and when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for a while.
She left me beautiful memories,
Her love will be my guide,
And though I cannot see her,
I know she's at my side.
It broke my heart to lose her,
But I know she did not go alone.
For part of me went with her
The day You called her home.
My family chain seems broken,
It will never feel the same,
But as You call us one by one,
The chain will link again.
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