So much love she would plant with each little seed,
But just like her flowers she was part of Gods plan,
So when it was her time he reached down his hand,
He look through the Garden searching for the best,
That's when he found aunty it was her time to rest,
It was hard for us who loved her, to just let her go,
But God had a spot in his garden, that needed a gentle soul,
So when I start m