You were getting tired and you had your final acceptance ,
That's when HE laid HIS eyes on you,
When a cure wasn't to be and enough done to be.
He wrapped you in his arms and whispered ,"Come to me."

You didn't deserve what you went through,
You were a fighter and nobody like you.
So finally HE decided to give you rest.
I wonder how it is there,
But I believe HE only takes HIS best.

Today when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain.
I couldn't wish you back,
To suffer all that again.
© SAM