In light of the sadness of Brother Webster's passing I pulled out the poem I got when my mom passed away and posted it on the Cure Kevin site. I thought I should put this here as well for me to reflect on.
God Saw You
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 eyes we watched you and saw you pass away,
And though 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 that He only takes the best.
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A wonderful poem
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