Johnathon was always a happy boy and always smiling.
He only takes the best
God saw you were getting tired,
and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you
And Whispered, “Come with Me.”
With tear-filled eyes 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 put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.