Luis Franco

*In Loving Memory of Luis A. Franco*

God saw you were 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 suffer

and saw you fade away.

Although we loved you dearly,

we could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,

hard-working hands laid to rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us,

He only takes the best.

*En Memoria de Luis A. Franco*

Dios vio que te estabas cansando,

y que tu cuerpo pedía descanso.

Entonces extendió sus brazos

y susurró: “Ven conmigo”.

Con ojos llenos de lágrimas

te vimos sufrir y emprender tu partida.

Aunque te amamos profundamente,

no pudimos hacerte quedar.

Un corazón de oro dejó de latir,

manos trabajadoras encontraron paz.

Y aunque duele tu ausencia,

sabemos que Dios solo llama a los más especiales.