Amy Czernicki
12-21-75 - 11-25-06

God Saw You Were Getting Tired 

God saw that you were getting tired
         And a cure was not to be.
     So he put his arm around you
    And whispered, “Come to me.” 

With tearful eyes we watched you
        And saw you fade away.
   Although we loved you dearly,
   We could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating.
    Hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
          He only takes the best.