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Tribute To Gary

There was a little boy borne His name was Gary His life was not to be God took him to be in His choir of angels I did not get to see, touch or hold you I did not get to see your first smile, giggle or your first tooth Also missed your first word and first step All the first I missed but it was meant to be As the years marched by, you would be a grown man I visualize you as a handsome married man with a family But there is the love for you still tucked away in my heart I know that you have watched over and taken care of me Just like a good son does so often When I meet you in heaven We will have a lot to talk about Till then just know that I LOVE you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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