MUDD by zac / Zac


God saw you was getting tired
and that a cure was not to be.

So he put his arms around you
so gentle as only God can be then he
whispered and softly said Come With Me.

With a tearful eye and a broken heart
I watched you say Good-Bye.

And thou I loved you dearly
I tried to make you stay
whill holding u in my arms
I heard you say please let me go and play.

Your little body was tired
I knew what I had to say
God please take him home with you today
till that one day I get
there and we can run and play.


Rest Now My Little One,
15, Sep 2005