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 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 the road was getting rough,
and the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids,
and whispered, "Peace be thine."

It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you didn't go alone.
For a part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.

If we could have a wish today,
It would not be for a million dollars or for gold,
But just to have you back with us,
As in the days of old.

As we look upon your pictures,
Sweet memories we recall,
Of a face so full of sunshine,
And a smile for one and all.

A million times we needed you,
A million times we have cried.
If love could have saved you,
You never would have died.

Day's have passed now
As we watch in sorrow.
Knowing that there
Would not be a tomorrow.

So many tears,
So much pain.
In our hearts
It will always rain.

With your heart of gold
And your beautiful face.
How could we ever
Forget your embrace?

Author Unknown

 
In Memory of my Mother
Helen Marie Boone

May 6, 1913 ~ March 10, 1983

I miss my Mother dearly and not a day goes by
that I don't think of her.
May you rest in peace, Mom.