.

God saw her was getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So He put his arms around her and whispered
" Come to Me "
With tearful eyes we watched her suffer and saw her fade away
Although we loved her dearly
We could not make her to stay
A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands to rest
.
.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best

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