God saw that he was getting Tired
and a cure was not to be:
so He put His arms around him
and whispered, "Come with Me."
With tearful eyes in silence,
we saw him fade away
Altough we loved him dearly,
we could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating;
hard working hands laid to rest.
God broke our heart to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
God saw that he was getting Tired
and a cure was not to be:
so He put His arms around him
and whispered, "Come with Me."
With tearful eyes in silence,
we saw him fade away
Altough we loved him dearly,
we could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating;
hard working hands laid to rest.
God broke our heart to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
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