You'Re Safe Beloved Grandson
The Angels came and took you
away that day,
During your ongoing battle 'gainst
the Devil's sway.
I still mourn each day over my
loss of you
And the hell that Satan put you
through.
Our Lord in Heaven, aware of
your continuing fight,
Said "Not this child" and with
all of his might
He saved you from the Evil One
and carried you safely home.
Copyright © Marsha Miller | Year Posted 2017
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