We grieve for you in silence
And try so not to show
But what it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.

You wished no one a farewell
Or ever said good-bye.
You were gone before we knew it
And only God knows why.

A golden heart stopped beating
A gentle person at rest
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

If stairs were made of heartache
By adding teardrops, too
I’d be a staircase to heaven
And climb each day to you.

By Tracy Hicks