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 you and lifted you to rest with the help of his angels they flew you to your heavenly place.
Gods garden must be beautiful, he always takes the best he knew 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 too hard to climb he closed your weary eyes and whispered "peace be thine".
It broke our hearts to lose you but you didnt go alone for part of us went with you the day god called you home.