Sunday, September 26, 2021

MY FRIEND TOBY

 


There was once a boy, I loved to see.

A boy who was a Christian and glad to be.

He cared for the sick, he'd share everything.

He'd go to church, where he loved to sing.

THE BRIGHT LITTLE BOY, WHO KNEW HOW TO LOVE.

EIGHT YEARS OLD WHEN GOD TOOK HIM ABOVE.

HE HAD NO HATE AND HE LOVED TO SMILE.

HE MADE A DIFFERENCE, FOR A LITTLE WHILE.

There was once a boy, I wanted to see.

A boy full of faith and he was kind to me.

He helped his pa and he loved his ma.

He thanked his God, for the last hurrah.

THE BRIGHT LITTLE BOY, WHO KNEW HOW TO LOVE.

EIGHT YEARS OLD WHEN GOD TOOK HIM ABOVE.

HE HAD NO HATE AND HE LOVED TO SMILE.

HE MADE A DIFFERENCE, FOR A LITTLE WHILE.

There was once a boy, who I miss today.

A boy full of energy, even on a gloomy day.

He left many memories, when he was still alive.

Someone so young and yet no chance to thrive.

THE BRIGHT LITTLE BOY, WHO KNEW HOW TO LOVE.

EIGHT YEARS OLD WHEN GOD TOOK HIM ABOVE.

HE HAD NO HATE AND HE LOVED TO SMILE.

HE MADE A DIFFERENCE, FOR A LITTLE WHILE.




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