"Come Home"

God looked around his garden

and found an empty space.

He 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

for he only takes the best.

He knows that you were in pain.

He knew that you would never

be 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."