A childs voice,
a sound so pure.
The sound we all,
pray to someday hear.
For reasons unknown,
this child is gone.
To play in arms,
of angles above.
We shed these tears,
for chances missed.
We do our best,
to never forget.
Reasons of the hurt,
we all do feel.
Only to know,
this child is no longer here.
Heavens gates,
they do open.
Embracing the souls,
these gods have taken.
Tis a better place,
that this child has gone.
But only to know,
our hearts are torn.
The day will come,
we all will meet.
To see this child,
at the pearly gates.
So, smile my friends,
my prayers are yours.
We will be together,
forevermore.
By Penny Kotyk
aka
Lady Ramoth
