Poems & Selections

Irish Blessing 1

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.
Although we love you dearly,
we could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be, so He put his arms around you, and whispered, “Come to me.”
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