God looked around his garden
And found an empty place
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 allways takes the best
He saw the roads were getting rough
And the hills were hard to climb
So he closed your weary eyelids
And whispered "please be thine"
It broke our hearts to loose you
But you didn't go alone
For part of us went with you
The Day God Called You Home.