Apr 08, 2006 22:11
God looked around his garden
and found an empty place.
He looked down upon the earth
and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you
and lifted you to rest .
Gods garden must be beautiful
he always takes the best.
He knew that you were sufferin
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 wispered "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.
Patricia Mae Finazzo
August 23,1943
to
March 31,2006
R.I.P
Grandma