Amy and Doug

Amy and Doug 
Thinking about Dog and Amy Louise
Always will bring me down to my knees
Amy Louise is close to my Brother
One or two grave stones away from each other
Amy Louise had lived eight weeks of life
It cut though my heart, like a never used knife
During the sorrow of burying my Brother
My eyes they kept turning to the tomb of another
Brother I thought, you had forty long years
I think Amy’s short life, brought out my tears
So just when you think that, life is a squeeze
Say a little prayer for Amy Louise
Amy Louise had only eight weeks of life
It cut through my heart like a never used knife.
My brother Doug was built like a bull
He enjoyed lots of things, lived life to the full
Forty years old when a kid stole a car
Crash, bang and wallop, it left a huge scar
So Amy and Doug are neighbours as such
They lie in a graveyard, you can’t ask for much
Eight weeks of life, such a short time to be
It stung more than my bro’s death, take it from me
Eight weeks of life, then gone like a breeze
I will always think of you
Sweet Amy Louise

Copyright © John Scott | Year Posted 2017

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