God saw you getting tired,
when a cure was not to be.
So he wrapped his arms around you
and he whispered, "Come to me".
You didn't deserve what ou went through
so he gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
he only picks the best
and when i saw you sleeping,
so peaceful and free from pain,
I could not wish you back
to suffer that again.
I saw this poem in one of the mass cards they gave my baby Nathan. I loved it. It made me cry but it also made me realize that it is true. How can I wish him back just so I can have him but he'll be in pain? I love him too much to make him suffer.
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