God looked around the garden and found a empty place. He looked down upon the Earth and saw your tired face. He put his arms around you and lifted you up to rest.
God's Garden must be beautiful. He always takes the best. He knew you were suffering. He knew you would never get well on Earth again. He saw that the road was getting to rough and the hill was to hard to climb, so he closed your weary eye's and he whispered "peace be thine," it broke our hearts to let you go but you didn't go alone, for parts of us went with you the day God called you home.
One day I will see you again, what a wonderful day that will be, to see your smiling face, to say hello, and I love you. We can walk upon those streets of gold and sing Amazing Grace.
Papa I will always miss you.
Please hold my hands and guide me upon this weary world never leave me alone, please be there when I need someone to talk to.
I love you papa
Rest in peace
-love,
Tiffany
