Sunrise
January 31st, 1966
Toronto, Ontario
Sunset
March 23rd, 2013
Toronto, Ontario
God saw Charles was getting tired
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped His arms around him
And whispered “Come to Me”
In tears we saw him sinking,
We watched him fade away.
Our hearts were truly broken,
Charles fought so hard to stay.
But when we saw him sleeping,
Peacefully and free from pain,
We could not wish him back,
To suffer that again.
So keep your arms around him, Lord,
And give him special care,
Make up for all he suffered,
That seemed to us unfair.
So many times we’ve needed him.
So many times we’ve cried.
If love could have saved him,
Charles never would have died.
