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;
    
   
  
  
   
    
     Hard working hands at rest
    
   
  
  
   
    
     God broke our hearts to prove to us
    
   
  
  
   
    
     He only takes the Best.