I lost my 28 year old cousin to cancer his death broke our family but i found a way to express that pain thru my ink work i found the poem online
it states:
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. Although I loved you dearly,
I could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working
hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me, He only
takes the BEST