God saw that 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 your life fade away.
Although we love you dearly,
We know we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating;
Hard working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.