Oh, little man your stay was short. You never knew this world of distress but you brought loving comfort. To where God chose to bless. In our quiet times together alone, I shall always cherish until that day. When death shall find me and atone ad we both are home to stay.
I shall await and always look forward. For looking back brings only tears. And you are now safe with the Lord awaiting when I finish my years. - G W (Bill) Marshal