and a cure was not to be,
so He put His arms around her
and whispered, “Come with Me”
With tearful eyes we watched her
suffer and saw her fade away.
Although we loved her dearly
we could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
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