God saw you getting tired
And relief was not to be.
So He put His arms around you
And whispered "Come with me."
With tearful eyes
We watched you suffer
And saw you fade away.
Although we could not bear to lose you,
We could not ask you to stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard-working hands laid to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
----Author Unknown

So beautiful I had to catch my breath!
Thanks.

Darn it, I CAN'T cry; not here at work!

Dansgal, beautiful, thank you for sharing