Obituary of Maricela Andrea Murillo

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, beautiful hands were put to rest, Our hearts are broken for now, but we know and trust God's best.