Another lit candle
Our prayers are offered, our eyes wet with tears,
so sad when we hear this happening,
seems all of a sudden too many are passing.
We do what we can, but we arent the great maker.
He lends them to us, and they give us their love,
Its what they do best, its their gift from above.
Tonight, when you’re grieving and missing him so,
just know you have friends,
some you dont even know.
Our candles are burning,
to give him some light,
on his final last journey
as he goes home tonite.
Another lit candle to brighten his way,
another lit candle at the end of the day.
Our babies are family and try as we might,
seems nothing we say or do makes it feel alright.
Great Maker in Heaven, all angels and saints,
receive my dear baby, give him gladness and light.
Another lit candle to brighten his way,
another lit candle at the end of the day.
Our candles are burning
to give him some light,
on his final last journey,
as he goes home tonite.
Amen.
| David Careaga |