And a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around him,
And whispered, "Come with me."
With tearful eyes we watched him suffer,
And saw him fade away
Although we loved him dearly,
We could not make him stay.
A beautiful, golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands laid to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
Louis, we love and miss you very much,
Your loving wife and family.