This site is dedicated to the memory of Kurt Bourne.
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not meant to be.
So he put his arms around you and whispered, "Come to me."
With tearful eyes we watched you as we saw you pass away.
Although we loved you deeply, we could not make you stay.
Your Golden Heart stopped beating, soft hands are at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.
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