God's Garden Must Be Beautiful
God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be,
So He wrapped His arms around you,
And whispered,"Come to Me",
You didn't deserve what you went
through,
So He gave you rest,
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only picks the best.
And when I saw you sleeping,
so peaceful and free from pain.
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.
Papa at 84 passed away last February 19, 2009 at 11:15 am.
of Lung Cancer at St.Lukes Medical Center .It was also
my Mamas' birthday.It was indeed a celebration of life,
We will be missing you a lot........
We all know you're at peace........
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5 years ago
That is a beautiful poem. My prayers are with you and your family.
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