Melissa Garcia

God saw you were 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.

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.

Dios vio que te estabas cansando, y una cura no debía ser,

Entonces él te abrazó y susurró: "Ven a mí".

Con ojos llorosos te miramos y te vimos morir.

Aunque te amamos mucho, no pudimos hacerte quedar.

Un corazón dorado dejó de latir, manos que trabajaban duro en reposo.

Dios rompió nuestros corazones para probarnos, Él solo toma lo mejor.

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