A Golden Heart

God must have seen he was getting tired.

And a cure was not to be.

So he gently put his arms around him;

And whispered, “Come With Me.”

With tearful eyes I had watched him suffer;

And then I saw him fade away.

Although, I loved him dearly.

It wasn’t up to me;

I could not make him stay.

That day a golden heart stopped beating.

and hardworking hands were laid to rest;

God broke my heart to make his whole again;

And now I know he only takes the best.

-Sincerely, Me

 

I miss you every day Dad. But I can feel you with me as well. Thank you for becoming my angel; I hope heaven is treating you well.

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