Bring that little boy to me
His suffering is over
It's time that I set him free
I do love him...moreover
He truly is a hero
He proved he is brave and strong
He'll be in Heaven with Me
And he'll sing a brand new song
Bring that little one to me
I need some help 'round here
I need a special angel
To help conquer death and fear
He truly is a hero
He proved he is brave and strong
He'll be in Heaven with Me
And he'll sing a brand new song
Bring that precious one to me
Yes...that little sweetheart there
He will run and laugh and play
Which is the answer to his prayer
He truly is a hero
He proved he is brave and strong
He'll be in Heaven with Me
And he'll sing a brand new song
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((((HUGS)))) to the family that was blessed
to have Zack as their very own for only a
little while.
((((HUGS)))) to Linda M. Hill for keeping us
here at Author's Den updated and informed
on his fight against cancer.
I am sorry...please accept my deepest,
heartfelt sympathies.
He sounds like he was a special little boy...
and he will be greatly missed.
((((HUGS)))) and love, karla. :(
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Reviewed by Beth Boyer (Reader)
Reviewed on October 21, 2002
Dear Karla,
Thank you so much. You all have been wonderful to care so much. I am so glad God steered me to read a poem by Linda. From there a freindship bloomed and spread to all here on AD. My broken heart will take time to heal. Zack is soaring with the angels and sitting on our Fathers lap. Zack was blessed to have had so many people caring about him. God Bless
Thank You Karla for this beautiful write! I don't know how I missed this on the board. I will see that the family recieves this. I'm sure it will comfort them. You are a dear heart..as well as your sister. God bless you both...
((((((Hugggs)))))))))
his family will surely be touched and blessed by this heartfelt write!~ thanks for sharing this; we are all saddened over his death, but we are happy, too, as he is with jesus; and that is the best place for a child to be! ((((HUGS)))) to you! love, your twin, karen lynn. >tears <
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Thank you so much. You all have been wonderful to care so much. I am so glad God steered me to read a poem by Linda. From there a freindship bloomed and spread to all here on AD. My broken heart will take time to heal. Zack is soaring with the angels and sitting on our Fathers lap. Zack was blessed to have had so many people caring about him. God Bless
((((((Hugggs)))))))))