By The royster
Written for my Nephew who sadly took his own life a short while ago.
God looked around his garden and found an empty place
Then looking down upon the earth he 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 saw that you were suffering, he knew you were in pain
He knew that you could never be, well on earth again
He saw the road was getting rough the hills were hard to climb
He closed your tired and weary eyes and whispered "Peace be thine"
Our hearts are broken now you're gone, gone but not alone
As part of us went with you, the day God called you home