| A Place to Rest God looked down on your body, So tired from hanging on, From a life that was overwhelming you, And wanted back His son. So he took away the air you breathe, And gave you what was best, A place to be at peace, A final place to rest.
Michael
In Memory of Michael Scott Lawton April 15, 1980 - August 3, 1998 To Michael You're free now my love from earth's hurt and pain. Soaring above it all, never to be troubled again. Your beautiful smile and carefree facade are seen by the angels and the ever-present God. A spirit you've become, A midsummer's sunset, a bountiful harvest of memories, ones that we'll never forget. Your life was too short taken from those you loved, to join the ranks of heaven, to watch over us from above. Mike, you showed us how to laugh, you made our lives complete. But now that laughter's faded until once again we meet. Your memory will live on, a piece in all our minds. But yet we find it so very hard to put the pain and anger behind. We love you and we miss you. This has been life's hardest test. Yet, you would want us to move on. Goodnight sweet Michael, now you're at rest.
| | I Buried My Daughter Today I buried my daughter today My soul burns red with pain No longer will I touch her face Or caress her skin again I buried my daughter today God, what have I done wrong To have her stolen from my arms When my faith in you was strong I buried my daughter today Thank God I have another I couldn't walk this path alone Every breath is a struggle I buried my daughter today She was just a bit past three Searing, ripping, tearing ache My emotions overcome me My other now a mother this eve To God above, how I pray These words by her not repeated I buried my daughter today -- Andrea Hill
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