God saw you getting tired
When a cure was not to be.
So he closed his arms around you
And whispered, “Come to Me.”
In tears we saw you sinking,
We watched you fade away.
Our Hearts were truly broken,
You fought so hard to stay.
But when we saw you sleeping,
Peaceful and free from pain,
We could not wish you back,
To suffer that again.
So keep your arms around her Lord,
And give her special care,
Make up for all she suffered,
That seemed to us unfair.
So many times we’ve needed you,
So many times we’ve cried.
If love could have saved you,
You never would have died.
If desired, the family would appreciate donations made out to the Canadian Cancer Society .