God looked around his garden And He found an empty space And then He looked down upon the earth, And he saw your tired face. He put his arms around you And lifted you to rest. God's garden must be so beautiful. he always picks the best. He knew that you were in pain. He knew you were suffering. He saw the roads was getting tough And the hills were hard to climb. So he closed your wearly eyelids And whispered....PEACE BE THINE. It broke our hearts to loose you But you dint go alone for part of us went with you, The day God called you Home. My auntie,my friend,my confident,my comfort.(Polly Sebele).