So
when God in all His wisdom
Looked down upon my child
He knew she'd flourish better
If moved to Paradise.
He had to sever harshly
As did I the limb
But His love then moved her gently
So that she could be with Him
In a garden free from trouble
Nurtured with His love
A garden of eternal life
No fear, no pain nor strife.
Where life goes on forever
And loved ones finally meet
In a haven full of sunshine
A haven blessed with love
By God the world's creator
Whose wisdom can foresee
When it's time to call us home to Him
A better place to be.
©
Helen Catherine Cramer

