Lord look through your garden
You have a special angel there
She is probably picking flowers
Running and skipping everywhere
Please Lord take special care of her
In your beautiful garden above
Please let her know we all miss her
And that she will always have our love
She was only a child when she left us
On that late summer afternoon
Although I have many happy memories
Lord you took her much too soon.
Pick a rose from your garden Lord
A rose as beautiful as can be
Please give this rose to Bobby Joe
And tell her it's from me.
August 1990
In memory of my niece
