• God saw you were tired
    a cure was not to be.
    Slowly He stopped
    your golden heart.
    Closing your eyes
    you said goodbye.
    So with a powerful hand
    He took
    your little one
    And brought you home
    -Where you belong.

    But little did we know
    It would be so soon.
    We thought we had
    years ahead to plan for.
    But that wasn’t God’s plan.
    So with tear filled eyes
    we watched you go.
    Wishing we could
    Make you stay.

    But now we know
    it wasn’t to be.
    So heaven bound
    We look above.
    Just hoping to catch
    A glance,
    of the hole
    in the floor of Heaven.
    Where we can hopefully
    Catch one last glance
    Of your flawless face
    We knew so well,

    That’s now,
    Watching over us.