Memorial Poem: A golden heart stopped beating - Cherished …
Aug 2, 2018 · A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working hands at rest, It broke our hearts to see you go, God only takes the best. They say that memories are golden, Well maybe that is …
God Saw You Getting Tired - Cherished Prints
Jan 30, 2015 · Most popular version God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be so He put His arms around you and whispered, “Come to Me.” With tearful eyes we watched you and …
A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working hands at rest, God broke our hearts to prove He only takes the best. It’s lonesome here without you, We miss you more each day, Life doesn’t …
He only takes the best - Power Poetry
Jun 17, 2013 · God saw he was getting tired, And a cure was not to be, So he put his arms around him, And whispered "Come with me", With tearful eyes we watched him suffer, And …
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God saw you getting tired, And a cure was not to be; So he put his arms around you, And whispered, “Come to me”. With tearful eyes we watched you, And saw you pass away; …
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A heart of gold stopped beating Two shining eyes at rest God broke our hearts to prove He only takes the best God knows you had to leave us But you did not go alone For a part of us went …
Come with Me, poem by Rhonda Braswell | 100 Best Poems
God saw you getting tired And a cure 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, …
GOD Only Takes The Best - a poem by Wounded Warrior - All Poetry
Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best. Pam Twist …
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Ah, Lily's heart could surely never fall So soon away from me! As when a bird bath broken from his thrall, And seeks the forest green, Proof of imprisonment he bears behind him, A morsel of …
He only takes the best. - a poem by Annica Sharma - All Poetry
God saw you getting tired And a cure was not to be So he put his arms around you and whispered, Come to me. With tearful eyes we watched you, And saw you pass away. And …