From Chicken Soup for the Christian Soul

Golden Heart

God saw you were getting tired

and a cure was not meant to be.

So he put his arms around you

and whispered, “Come with me.”

With tearful eyes we watched you

as we saw you pass away.

Although we loved you deeply,

we could not make you stay.

Your golden heart stopped beating,

hard-working hands at rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us

he only takes the best.

Therese Williamson

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