God
saw she was getting tired
and
a cure was not to be.
So
he put his arms around her
And
whispered, "Come with me".
With
tear-filled eyes we watched her
suffer
and fade away.
Although
we loved her dearly,
we
could not make her stay.
A
golden heart stopped beating,
precious
Mother laid to rest.
God
broke our hearts to prove to us
he
only takes the best.
-Author Unknown