God saw she was getting tired
and the cure was not to be.
So He put his arms around
her and whispered,
“Come with Me.” With tearful
hearts we watched her fade
away. Although we loved her
dearly, we could not make her
stay. A golden heart stopped
beating, hard working hands
laid to rest. God broke our
hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
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