poem entitled He Only Takes The Best / Mom
He Only Takes The Best
God saw he was getting tired
and a cure was not to be.
So He put his arm 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
He only takes the best.
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