God saw you getting tired,
And a cure was not to be
So he put his arms around you
And whispered “come to me”.
With tearful eyes we watched you suffer,
And saw you slowly fade away.
Although we love you dearly
We could not make you stay.
Your heart stopped beating
and you we’re finally put to rest,
God broke our hearts,
to prove to us
He only takes the best.
Emma
15th January 2020