DEATH OF A CHILD
Sorry I didn't get to stay.
To laugh and run and play.
To be there by your side.
I'm sorry that I had to die.
God sent me down to be with you,
To make your loving heart anew
To help you look up and see
Both GOD and me.
Mommy, I wish I could stay,
Just like I heard you pray.
But, all the angels did cry
When they told me good-bye.
God didn't take me cuase he's mad
He didn't send me to make you sad.
But to give us both a chance to be,
A love so precious..don't you see?
Up here, no trouble do I see
And pretty angels sing to me.
The streets of gold is where I play,
You'll come here too, Mommy, someday.
Until the day you join me here,
I'll love you Mommy, dear.
Each breeze you feel and see,
Brings a kiss and love from me.
~Sandy Eakle~
The Almighty Sorceress, 1999
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