My Friend, Kim

September 21, 2008 

God saw she was getting tired,

And 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 golden heart stopped beating,

Hard working hands at rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us,

He only takes the best.

Kim!

Now before the throne!

Dancing for all eternity!