You Were Getting Tired

God saw you getting tired, when a cure was not to be. He wrapped His arms around you, and whispered, "Come To Me". You didn't deserve what you went through, so He gave you rest. God's garden must be beautiful, for He only takes the best. When we saw you sleeping, so peaceful and free from pain, we could not wish you back here to suffer all over again...

We honor you for whom you were, and the special things you've done, that made your life so rewarding. Our memories belong to us to cherish as we fondly remember your ways, and keeping you safely tucked in our hearts is where you'll always stay...