Its Been A Week My Trouble Dear
Since God Decided To Call You Near
I Miss You More Than You Could Ever Know
Why Oh Why Did You Have To Go

You Are Among So Many Angels Above
So Much Family To Give You Love
I Wish I Could Be There With You
To Rock, To Hold And Kiss You Too

But God Is Not Quite Ready For Me
So Rest My Little One While You Wait To See
My Joy AS I come Through Heavens Gate
Into The Arms Of My Angels Who Sit And Wait

Written for Trouble on August 27,2006