God's Garden

God looked around his garden,
And saw an empty place,
He then looked down upon this earth,
And saw your tired face.
He saw that you were tired,
A cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you,
And whispered come to me.
With tearful eyes we watched you suffer,
And saw you fade away.
Although we loved you,
We couldn't make you stay.
He put his arm around you,
And lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He always takes the best.
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.

More to come....
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