MUDD,
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,
| MUDD |
| 15, Sep 2005 |
| zac |