"Dad"
August 5, 1923 - October 30, 2000
God saw you getting tired Dad
and a cure was not to be,
so he put his arms around you,
and whispered "Come to me".
With tearful eyes I watched you,
and saw you pass away.
Although I loved you dearly,
I could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest,
God broke my heart to prove to me
He only takes the BEST.
~ Gods Garden ~
God looked around his garden
and found an empty place.
He then looked down upon earth,
and saw your tired face.
He put His arms around you,
and lifted you to rest.
God's Garden must be beautiful,
He always takes the best.
He knew you were suffering,
he knew that you were in pain.
He knew that you would never
get well on Earth again.
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.