When last we saw your smiling face,
You looked so bright and well,
Little did we know that day,
Was to be our last farewell.
 
The Golden Gates stood open,
God saw you needed rest,
His garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best.
 
Two tired eyes are sleeping,
Two willing hands are still,
The one who worked so hard for us,
Is resting at God’s will.
 
Your life was one of kindly deeds,
A helping hand for other’s needs,
To a beautiful life came a happy end,
You died as you lived, everyone’s friend.