Post by raz_stars on Aug 17, 2004 11:16:19 GMT -8
God saw she was growing tired
And cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around her
And whispered, " Come with me."
With fear filled eyes we watched her
suffer and fade away.
Although we loved her deeply
We could not make her 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.
*i got this poem frm a site.. its in a memory of a girl who passed away.. i really like it alot n wanna share with u guys!
And cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around her
And whispered, " Come with me."
With fear filled eyes we watched her
suffer and fade away.
Although we loved her deeply
We could not make her 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.
*i got this poem frm a site.. its in a memory of a girl who passed away.. i really like it alot n wanna share with u guys!
