Brian Rice 25th September 2012

God looked around his garden And he 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 Gods Gardens must be beautiful He always takes the best He knew that you was suffering He knew 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's broken our hearts to lose you But you didn't go alone For part of us went with you The day god called you home