God looked around his garden and found an empty place, He then looked down upon the earth and saw her tired face. He put his arms around her and lifted her to rest. God’s garden must be beautiful He always takes the best. He knew that she was suffering He knew she was in pain. He knew that she would never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So he closed her weary eyelids and whispered, ‘Peace bethine’. It broke our hearts to lose you mom, but you didn’t go alone, For part of us went with you the day God called you home.