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 tearful eyes we watched her suffer,

And saw her fade away;

Although we loved her dearly,

We could not make her stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,

Hard working hands to rest;

God broke our hearts to prove to us,

He only takes the best!

Author Unknown