My mijoπ π―οΈπποΈ
Mijo today marks 9 months God saw you getting tired a cure was not to be. So He but His arms around you and He whispered. Come to me.π
With tears in are eyes we watched you fade away
A golden heart stopped beating, hard-working hands at rest.
Each time Iwe see your pictures, you seem to smile and say. Donβt cry, Iβm in Godβs hands.
Mijo Iβll Lub ya always and forever until we meet again ππππ€πβ€οΈβ£οΈβͺοΈποΈπ«Άπ»π€
From:
Ma
March 21, 2025