myflyboy

Perhaps the following poem might help ease the pain: G-d Saw You G-d saw you getting tired When a cure was not to be So he wrapped his arms around you And whispered, "Come to me". You didn't deserve what you went through, So he gave you rest. G-d's garden must be beautiful He only takes the best. And when I saw you sleeping, So peaceful and free from pain, I could not wish you back To suffer that again. Author Unknown