In Memoriam-Jesus M. Lucero

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    Feb. 9, 1942-Feb. 11, 2012

    Come With Me

    The Lord saw you getting tired

    And a cure was not to be,

    So he put his arms around you

    And whispered, “Come with me.”

    With tearful eyes we watched you suffer

    And saw you fade away.

    Although we loved you dearly,

    We could not make you stay.

    A golden heart stopped beating,

    Your beautiful smile at rest.

    God broke our hearts to prove

    He always takes the best.

    It’s lonesome here without you,

    We miss you so each day.

    Our lives just aren’t the same

    Ever since you went away.

    When days are sad and lonely

    And everything goes wrong,

    We hear you gently whisper,

    “Cheer up and carry on.”

    Each time we see your picture,

    You seem to smile and say,

    “Don’t cry, I’m in God’s keeping,

    We’ll meet again some day.”