He Only Takes The Best
God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you, and whispered "Come to me".
With tearful hearts we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands to rest. God broke our hearts, to prove to us,
He Only Takes The Best.
Though I haven't seen Uncle Billy for many years he was always in my thoughts and was a wonderful person, who will be dearly missed.
Rita
