FERNAND GUYOMARD
God called you home
To be with him
And took you away from me.
I walk, I talk. I carry on
When the sun pokes out its head
But when darkness falls
And evening comes
I cannot go to bed.
For this is when I miss you most of all
When I curl into a little ball
And cry those silent tears.
Watching the shadows,
And missing you.
Love your wife, Shirley
We lost a papa with a heart of gold
How much we miss him can never be told
He shared our troubles & helped us along
If we follow his footsteps
We will never go wrong
Love Christopher, Nevaeh, Michael, Ashley, Brianna, Jenna, Emilio, Airanna, Ella & Cheryl
God saw that you were getting tired,
A cure was not to be.
So he puts his arms around our Dad
And whispered, "Come with me."
With tearful eyes, we watched him suffer,
And saw Dad fade away.
Although we loved him dearly,
We could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes "The Best".
Love Susie & David, Kevin, Cathy & Enzo
