God saw that she was very 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 love her deeply
we could not make her stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
and hard working hands to rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the very best.

As beautiful as a rose to see,
Was her life she lived so gracefully.
She made things prcious by her touch,
Her selfless love lives on in each of us.
The petals of her life fell one by one.
Each a gift of her heart,
'Til there were none.
Yet her radiance blooms once again
In fields of glory without end.Author Unknown