Baby Dillion
Life is precious, big or small,
It’s a theme we all know is true,
We see things grow and mature each day,
It hurts when a life can’t make it through.
We feel pain for the loss of a child,
The most beautiful creatures there are,
They count on us to guide them on their way,
Crying when we won’t let them go too far.
But now, we’re wondering about this child,
Why it is that he had to leave us so fast,
We will all search our minds for an answer,
The answer for why a young boy has passed.
We have to cry and mourn this loss,
We must learn from what has occurred,
We have to appreciate every type of life,
Showing and giving love to whom we adore,
We will question the will of our god,
We will question these lessons we learn,
We will worry about our next obstacle,
We will pray the next one won’t hurt.
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