The future that I thought was bright,
now all looks dark without your light.
Potential gone; I cannot see
a future now for you, or me.
And yet; although your time was short,
and you didn't have the life you ought,
you brought me joy beyond compare
to counter now my dark despair.
You brought me hope for nine months long.
You placed within my heart a song.
A longer life was not to be.
So now, with prayers we set you free.
O God, please take this little life,
that won't now see a world of strife.
Surround your child with all your love,
and take him to your home above.
Dick Underwood 2008