Lit by thalia_brittany25@hotmail.com 30th March 2018
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 were hard to climb. So He closed your weary eyelids, and whispered, '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. God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you and whispered, 'Come to me.' With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, God only takes the best.
I miss you always
Love thals <3