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Passing Away
God saw you were getting tired
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his hands around you,
And he whispered “Come to me”.
With tearful eyes we watched over you,
And saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly,
We couldn’t make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.

Kristopher Anderson