You were sick and tired and we all knew, that God would soon come to take you. You fought so hard, so very hard* all* through the pain, you stayed strong. We all knew there would come a day when God would come to carry you away.
It doesn’t make it easier to say goodbye, and I try so hard not to cry. I can’t help but feel defeated, or even maybe a little cheated. But how very selfish would I be, to hope and pray you could stay with me. So as you laid there tubes running to and fro, I had to tell you "It's ok to go".
Say "Hi" to loved ones waiting on the other side. I know someday; you'll be there when I take that ride.
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