Many, many times I've needed you, A million times I've cried. If love could have saved you, You never would have died. It broke my heart to lose you. You did not go alone. For part of me went with you The day God called you home. He saw you getting tired when cure was not to be. He closed His arms around you, and whispered, "Come to me". For all that you went through, The day came when you needed rest. God's garden must be beautiful, For He only picks the best.
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