In memory of our father, Paul Montgomery,on his birthday February 26.

God looked around His garden

And He found an empty place.

He then looked down upon this 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 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 didn’t go alone,

For part of us went with you

The day God called you home.

Sadly missed and loved dearly

Betsy and Brenda