RIP

[hardknocklife69]

God looked around the garden
and found an empty space.
He 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 knew that you were weary
and He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never be
well on Earth again.
He saw the roads were getting
rough and hills were hard to climb
So He closed you weary eyelids
and whispered, "Peace be thine"

In loving memory of Stella Marie Post
Born September 19, 1928
Died March 26, 2005