A Poem for Crystal

My friend Susan sent this poem to me.

It brought so much comfot to me because it feels like it was written for Crystal.

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 suffer,

And saw you fall away

Although we couldn't 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,

that He only takes the best.

{Author Unknown}