Rita Johnston

God looked around the garden, and saw 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 knew that you were weary, and He knew 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."
 

To send flowers to the family, please visit our floral store.