|Melissa and Robin at her benefit dinner, November 2010|
and a cure was not to be
so he put his arms around you
"Come to me"
With tearful eyes we watched you
and saw you pass away
and although we love you dearly
we could not make you stay
A Golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best
- Author unknown
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind..."