In Memory of Bob
This poem is my tribute to Bob on August 21, 2015. It has been two years since Bob passed peacefully at our home in Alma, Nebraska. His wish was to die in Alma.
He Only Takes The Best
God saw he was getting tired and a cure ws not to be.
So he put his arms around him and whispered "Come with me."
With tearful eyes I watched him and saw him fade away.
Although I couldn't bare to loose him, I knew I could not bid him stay.
A loving heart stopped beating; hard working hands laid to rest.
God breaks our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.
~Author Unknown
August 21 in 1996 is the date my Daddy and Bob's fishing partner of many years died.
