POTTS

Jean

God saw you getting weary and a cure was not to be, so He put His arms around you and whispered 'come to Me'.

A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands now rest, God broke our hearts to prove He only takes the best.

Sitting here remembering days we spent with you, things we used to talk about, things we used to do, our days with you were special and we will always remember you.

In our thoughts and hearts forever.

Love always from your everloving Family.

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