Morton, Michael Adam
March 11, 1979 – February 11, 1980
Hear the teardrops falling
For the little boy who died,
See his Mamma’s torn and tortured soul,
She’s all broken up inside.
His Daddy fights a battle lost,
To stain his cheeks with tears,
Yet, they’ve memories so precious,
To remember through the years.
Find ye solace, in the knowledge,
That his soul is heaven bound,
He was just a tiny empty shell
That we laid deep in the ground.
He looks down upon our misery,
>From his place up in the sky,
And he sends his silent message;
“I’m in Heaven, please don’t cry.”
Written by Uncle Paul