Dylan Hockley
*** This poem is in member of Dylan Hockley, a child who died in the Sandy Hook shooting.
His blue eyes shine brightly like the sky.
He loved trampolines because he liked to jump high and see the wonders above.
Dylan died in the arms of his wonderful teacher and now is in the arms of the Lord.
Wearing purple and eating spaghetti until he can't eat anymore.
Stringing not only the spaghetti together but the people with his heart.
Everytime you jump on a trampoline,
Be sure to wave to Dylan and his friends as you look up at the world's beauty.
Copyright © Christina Wiliams | Year Posted 2012
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