In loving memory of my husband, father and pappy, Harry J. Nolte, who passed away 12 years ago today.
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around you and whispered, “Come with me.”
With tearful eyes we watched you slowly fade away.
Although we loved you dearly, we would not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating that day
Your hard working hands put to rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.