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 loose you,
But you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you Home.