God saw you
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,
and saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly,
we could not make you stay.
A golden heart
stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove us,
He only takes the best.
~Bell
Hennessy
5 faves · Mar 15, 2011 7:52pm