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 part of us went with you

The day God called you home.

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What she suffered, she told

but few,

She did not deserve what she

went through,

Tired and weary she made no fuss,

But tried so hard to stay with us.

                  

Our lips cannot speak how we

loved her,

Our hearts cannot tell what to say,

But God only knows how we

miss her,

In our home that is lonely today.

She was a mother so very rare,

Content in her home and

always there,

On earth she toiled, in Heaven

she rests,

God bless you mother you were one of the best

God called your name so softly,

That only you could hear,

And no one heard the footsteps

Of angels drawing near.

It broke our hearts to lose you

But you did not go alone,

For part of us went with you,

The day God called you home.

Our secret tears still flow,

Oh, how we really loved you,

No one will ever know.

We miss your smile, your

joking ways,

We miss the things you used

to say,

And when old times we do recall,

It's then we miss you most of all.                      

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Do not stand at my grave

and weep

I am not there. I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow

I am the diamond glints on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain

I am the gentle autumn rain

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the sweet uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight

I am the soft stars that shine

at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry

I am not there. I did not die

So heed, hear when you awaken

what I say

I live with you I guard your way.

                

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    To have and to hold, and then to part,

Is the greatest sorrow of a broken heart.

Too young to die, too precious to lose,

We had no choice, we couldn't choose.

In thoughts we see you just the same,

With love and pride we speak your name,

You are never more than a thought away;

We love and remember you every day.

Every flower and leaf may wither,

Each evening sun may set

The hearts that loved and lost

Are the ones that will never forget.

I try so hard to hide,

Some people say as time goes by

The heartache will subside.

But the feelings in our hearts today

Are the same as the day you died.

It broke our hearts to lose you,

Your parting caused such pain

But the greatest day has yet to come,

When we will meet again.

           

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