Dinesh Perimbam
7 July 1976 - 5 July 2009
God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be,
So He wrapped his arms around you,
And whispered, "come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best.
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain,
I could not wish you back,
To suffer that again.
Deeply missed and remembered by
Wife, children, parents, brothers and loved ones.
Source: The Star (5 July 2010, Monday)
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