Verse 72

God looked around his garden
And saw an empty space
He then 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
He only takes the best.
God knew you were in pain
And a cure was not to be
So he closed your weary eyelids
And whispered “come to me”.
With tearful eyes we watched you
And saw you slip away
Although we loved you dearly
We knew you could not stay.
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you did not go alone
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.