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[title] => Joey
[time] => 2005-02-18 23:40:53
[hometext] => Why even be born ? To Joey
[bodytext] => Some things just cannot be understood do we have a right to question Why ? As an uncle I felt your parents pride Your hair a ravon silk Skin of creamy milk I got to hold you cuddled you in my big arms A baby an infant so white it should have set off alarms I watched you start to grow I saw as you started to crawl On my knees with a silly giggle Joey you scooted with a shimmering wiggle Your fingers and nails why were they so dark Mom and Dad took you to the doc. The doctor could see This an emergency A few days of testing they found the result Joey has a hole in his little heart At that time there was nothing,nothing they could do You never came back home you were turning so blue If only you were born today Defintly we would play Late at night angels came Glory to God I'm sure they sang Your poor parents funeral plans making Heart breaking Why even be born At four months you were gone The huge church was cowded and very hushed Everyone in the family just crushed The people all breathed at once the whole congergation At the alter your little white coffin I have never seen anything this sad So sad The priest spoke prayerful lofty words In all this grief I don't know if anyone heard In most families an angel is called or made Time will tell that your little Joey will lead The will of God yet goes unseen Just believe Joey will fly and Joey will sing God has given him a place A place where he sees Him face to face Sinned [comments] => 2 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 23 [informant] => sinned [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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