Sister Nicole you took the hand of the masters,
Up to a place where there's no pain, no disasters.
The time you spent on earth was nothing compared to what your worth.
God has chosen you for a reason,
It was your time, it was your season.
You was so artistic, you had such big plans
But God had another plan for you to rest in his hands.
Some may say your journey is over,
But your God's lucky four leaf clover.
You was such a good Sunday School teacher,
You was almost like my Sunday School preacher.
I miss you so dearly, we all do clearly.
You was so fun in class, you made the time we had last.
I can't beleive your gone, to me it seems so wrong,
But God never takes less than the best,
rest in peace rest in paradise.
by Shadia (aged 13)