He Gives
He Gives,
But why must he take.
He gives a precious thing,
But takes it away without warning.
He gives us something to be close to,
And then leaves us with nothing to hold on to.
He gives us something to be proud of,
Then takes it with him to heaven up above.
He left tears running down my face,
But did he put her in a better place?
Will she be happier there?
I wish she knew how much we care,
How much we loved her,
How much different school and this world will be without her.
We love you Jenna.
We miss you.
You will always be in our hearts.
We will never forget you.
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