Beringer

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 I watched you,

And saw you pass away,

And though I loved you dearly,

I could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,

A precious soul at rest.

God broke my heart to prove to me,

He only takes the best.

I love you Beringer, and you will always remain in my heart, forever