“God saw you getting tired.
When a cure was not to be
So, he wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, “come on to me”.
You did not deserve what you went through,
And so, he gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best.
So, when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain.
I could not wish you to come back,
to suffer that all again”.
-Author Unknown