God looked around his garden and found an empty place,
He then looked down upon the earth, and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around youand lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautifulhe always takes the best
He knew that you were suffering he knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never get well on earth again.
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 didn't go alone,
For part of us went with you the day God called you home.
Thomas Kinkade