Like a shooting star, that burnt too bright
you left this earth, riding angels flight.
Such an innocent child of God
reflecting soulfull eyes so old
he looks down in rays of warmth
to melt your, grieving hearts so cold.
The selfless love of a caring son
the devoted loyalty for his brother
should be cherrished in your hearts
so this grief you hold, will smother.
Be happy with the time he had
though fleeting on this earth.
Precious are these memories
for you truly know their worth..
Like double footprints in the sand
when the tide comes rushing in,
flying to heaven on wings of gold
God has washed away his sin.
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