God looked around the garden and saw an empty space.
He then looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest.
God’s garden must be beautiful for he only takes the best.
He saw the road was getting rough, and the hills were hard to climb.
So he closed your weary eyelids and whispered “Peace be thine.”
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.