God takes the Best
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 suffer
And saw you fade away
Although we loved you dearly
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
You 're now at peaceful rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
God saw you getting weary,
And did what He thought best
He came and stood beside you
And whispered "Come and rest."
(An old poem, Author unknown)