Don't think of her as gone away-- 
her journey's just begun 
life holds so many facets-- 
this earth is only one 
Just think of her as resting 
from the sorrows and the tears 
in a place of warmth and comfort 
where there are no days and years. 
Think how she must be wishing 
that we could know, today, 
how nothing but our sadness 
can really pass away. 
And think of her as living 
in the hearts of those she touched... 
for nothing loved is ever lost-- 
and she was loved so much.

by Ellen Brenneman

God 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. 
God'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