Amarisa Leyba

God saw that she was getting tired,
A cure was not to be.
So he put His arms around her
And whispered, ”Come with Me.”
With tearful eyes, we watched her suffer.
And saw her fade away.
Although we loved her dearly,
We could not make her stay.
A precious heart stopped beating.
Her pretty hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes ”the best”