God looked around His garden And He found an empty
place. He then looked down upon This earth and saw your tired face. He
put His arms around you And lifted you to rest. God's garden must be
beautiful, He always takes the best. He knew that you were in pain. He
knew that you would never Get well on earth again. So He closed your weary
eyelids And whispered, "Peace Be Thine." He then took you up to Heaven
with Hands gentle and so kind. It broke our hearts to lose you, But you
did not go alone. For part of us went with you The day God called you
Home.
