For you Mumma

God looked around his garden
and found an empty place
He then looked down upon this 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 that you were suffering
He knew you were in pain
He knew that you would never
get well on earth again
He saw that the road was getting rough
and the hills are hard to climb
So he closed your weary eyelids
and whispered, “Peace be thine”

Little did we know that morning
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
in death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn’t go alone
For part of us went with you
The day God called your name!!