Obituary of Thomas Cintron

God looked around his garden and found and empty place
He looked down on earth and saw your tired face
He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest
Gods garden must look beautiful, he always takes the best.
Tell grandma We all said hello!!!
He knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain.
He knew 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 eyes lids and whispered
“Peace Be Thine”
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn’t go alone
Bc apart of us all went with you, when God called you home.

Your Loving Grandaughter
Ramonita