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The Lord 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,
A beautiful smile at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove
He only takes the best.
Each time we see your picture,
You seem to smile and say,
“Don’t cry, I ‘m in God’s keeping,
We’ll meet again someday”
Family member’s who
loved you dearly