Come With Me
author unknown

God saw he was getting tired
And a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around him
And whispered,"Come with me."

With tear-filled eyes we watched him
Suffer and fade away.
Although we loved him deeply,
We could not make him stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard-working hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

Today was the hardest day of our life. We let our sweet little boy go to the loving arms of God. It was very peaceful at around 7:50p.m. in the loving arms of his mother & father.

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Severin Brenny
September 23, 2002
In God's Hands
July 17, 2004
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God is good, always.
From our broken hearts,
Severin's mom & dad

Wearing Wings
Written by Wendy

My time with you looking back
may not seem that long,
but know that I am happy in God’s arms,
and my body and heart are strong.

"Take my hand and walk with Me,"
God told me with a smile.
I am glad to see you Severin”
God uttered “in your life you’ve walked miles".

Now it is wings I wear so
all who loved me please know,
I will be your angel
wherever you may go.

I was blessed to be your little child,
and you took such great care of me.
God has called me home now because heaven needed me.