He Only Takes The Best
God saw he was getting tired
And a cure was not to be.
So He put his arms around him
And whispered, "Come with Me."
With tear filled eyes we watched him
Suffer and fade away.
Although we loved him deeply,
We could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard-working hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
That He only takes the best.
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-Author Unknown
c/o 'Chicken Soup for the Christian Soul'
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