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Brave Little
Soul...For Samantha
There's a
brave little soul that went to Heaven,
Running to
the safest arms to hold;
Comfort from
the tender heart of Jesus -
Safety there
within the house of gold.
Come Angels,
wipe away the trace of teardrops;
Spirit, fill
with tender sweet repose;
Jesus, cast
the residue of memory
Far away -
where no one ever knows.
Lord, could
you maybe find a precious Grandma
With a lap
that just fits her to a tee?
A Grandma
with those tales that will intrigue her
And a big
old smile just right for her to see?
Dear sweet
Spirit - always bringing comfort,
With special
care renew that tiny one;
We'll do our
best and strive the more for Heaven
Where joy
and peace for her have just begun.
Joan Clifton
Costner
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Samantha Runnion
All of the
poets across the land
Bowed their
heads - pen in hand,
Waiting...hoping, for a word from above -
Some way of
conveying sympathy and love.
All of the
mothers as if they were one,
All of the
fathers in unison;
Every
daughter and every son
Trembled in
anger at what had been done.
Samantha, so
precious and playing at home,
Snatched up
to do battle - out muscled - alone,
With a beast
that could never be kin to mankind;
This beast
was a monster with reprobate mind.
No contest -
no match - no chance! Where was God?
Can Deity -
angels - watch while innocence lays in the
sod?
If only
imaginings would fade fast away -
Repel time
backwards - never come to this day!
Dear father
and mother, we all hold your hand,
There are no
words of comfort you'll now understand,
But tears
shed with you - all mingle as one,
And vows,
that we'll find this beast on the run!
A monster
among us! Oh! Hold babies tight!
Every parent
is desperate in daytime or night!
For the
devil plays second - so evil is he!
Brazen, keen
witted, top billing, ..still free!
There are no
words to write and the poets all know
It's a work
of futility to try and so
They just
bend their knees and wipe away tears
They pray
for the innocent - they pray God hears!
Joan Clifton
Costner
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