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Art work by Danny Hahlbohm

As your little one goes

 

We will cry and weep

as you take your leap

The one that takes you,

across many oceans of blue

I watch as you change and grow

once my flower, now my rose.

 

When they go on their own

you are left with a empty home

often times we must let them roam

but, the pain that hurts the most

 is when they meet the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

but this time we will rejoice

in a happy singing voice

because we know the road he chose

this time we laugh as your little one goes.

This poem was written as a birthday gift for my Uncle in loving memory of his son

David Carroll Black aka Jolly who went to be with his (our) heavenly Father

July 20, 2007

blm - 8-23-07

Song playing:  Go Rest High on that Mountain © by:  Vince Gill

Art work by Danny Hahlbohm ©