Donna Louise LeVea

God looked around his garden
And found an empty place.
He then looked down upon the earth,
And 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 knew that you were suffering,
He knew that you were in pain.
He knew that you would never
Get well on earth again.

He saw the road was getting rough
And the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids
And whispered "Peace be thine."

It broke our hearts to lose you
But you did not go alone...
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home

BROKEN
To no longer see your face
Breaks me everyday.
So suddenly you were taken, That I didn´t get to say Just how much I love you!
And that you were my life.
The hurt I felt when you passed
Cut me like a knife.
I'll never be complete again.
I never will be free
From this grief, a solid thing
Deep inside of me I wear a mask of coping, But am in complete despair.
I cannot mend what's broken!
My heart's beyond repair.
I'll smile if I have to, But that is just a mask.
And I'll say that "I'm OK!"
When people kindly ask.
But I cannot be happy, It is something that I lack Never will be whole again,
For I can not get you back!

I´LL LOVE YOU FOREVER MOM!
Christina Louise