Remembering my mother….

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God looked around His garden
And He found an empty place.
And then He 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.
~author unknown~

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4 thoughts on “Remembering my mother….

    • Hi Christine!
      I’m glad you like it, too. I had read it years ago and at the time it struck a chord with me. Thank goodness, the internet makes searching for these kinds of things much easier….

      Hugs,
      Rita

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