Anne Marie Driscoll
August 15, 1949 – November 22, 2011
God saw you getting tired,
And a cure was not to be.
So God put his arms around you,
And said, “Come to Me”.
Your weary hours and days of pain,
Your troubled nights are past.
And though we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
If only love could have saved you,
You never would of died.
Lovingly missed by Colleen Driscoll
and Robin Cherbo