Shirley Ann Harris

12/07/1947 - 03/06/2022

God looked around His garden, and Found an empty space;

Then He looked down upon the earth, and saw your tired face;

He put His arms around you, Lifted you to rest;

God's garden must be beautiful, for He only takes the best.

He knew that you were suffering; He knew you never would get well,

upon the earth again; He saw the roads were getting rough,

and the hills were hard to climb; So he closed your weary eyes,

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 AMEN