| My Rose My love is a deep red rose Blossoming once, now burning to close I can only hold so much love For my friends, family, and the one above I thought I could open my heart to you But I was too scared and you weren't true You didn't earn the petal you hold You turned the air too fast~ too cold There's a place in your garden I am not able to fill I don't need you now, I know I never will For if I had chosen to let you take hold My rose would've died because of the cold. |
| Kristina Dullum, 1999 revised Oct 2002 |
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| Payton�s Angel
I still can see you standing there In a wedding dress you�ll never wear With your laughing eyes, soft hair of gold And a beautiful smile that would never grow old How could we know that somewhere in the light Heaven�s gates had opened for you that night The newest of the angels, God�s own child You�d leave us a legacy of laughter and smiles One minute you were there, laughing until you cried The next you were gone, we found out that you�d died In the blink of an eye, and a crash that left us stunned Your time here was over, and in heaven it had just begun You were an unsung hero, someone who saved lives How I wish I could save you now, but you�ve left us behind We�d give anything to rescue you, to give you back your life The chance to be a mother, a friend and someday a wife You were a beloved mother and a the best of friends, I know you will greet us once more, this isn�t the end But I�m on my knees, God, I�m only a man I hurt, I am bitter, I can�t grasp this plan So in silent tears tonight I�ll kneel, to pray once again For understanding and courage for all of your friends For all who knew you and all of those that you loved As you watch us tonight from your place up above I know that each night as Payton lies down to sleep You�ll be right next to her, singing, even when she weeps I know that you�re eternal, that you�ll always be there As she develops your smile, your laugh and your hair We�ll tell her how much you loved her, we won�t let her wonder How she loved to hear you sing, how much she loved her mother We�ll tell her it isn�t over; she�ll know that her mother still sings That her mother is beautiful as ever, and that now she has wings We may never understand why it was your time to go But I am thankful for the one thing that I do know You�ll hold her and guide her even though she can�t see That Payton�s Angel is beside her and always will be. |
| Chad Boxx 2004 |