by Tori Bryan
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. God's Garden must be beautiful. He always takes the best. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills hard to climb, so He closed your weary eyelids and whispered, "Peace Be Thine ". It broke my heart to lose you, but you didn't go alone, for a part of me went with you the day God called you home.