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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