God saw you were getting tired,
and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you,
and whispered, "come to 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 now rest.
God broke our Hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best!
