God saw you getting tired
A cure was not to be
So he put His arms around you
And whispered, "Come with me."

With tearful eyes we watched you
And saw you fade away,
Although we loved you dearly
We could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating
Your tender hands at rest,
God took you home to prove to us
He only takes the best.

At times it seems as though you just left us. But it is yet another month of loving you and missing you with all my heart. And as each day passes, we continue to celebrate all that you have given us during your short stay here with us.