Danny Jr.



A very young boy died in his sleep

Causing his parents and friends to weep

They looked to the heavens for answers above

The only reply, a single white dove



Higher and higher, the dove it did soar

Into the heavens to be seen no more

The message came clear to all on the land

This special young boy sits at God's right hand



He smiles down at Mommy and Daddy below

At the efforts they make to help others grow

He wishes to tell them, he suffers no more

And inspires this poem to open the door



The sign that God sent, a dove pure white

To tell them stop weeping, give up their fright

Danny rests with the angels and God up above

His soul borne to Heaven, on the wings of a dove



Uncle "T"

(Inspired by Danny Jr)

October 15, 2002

©2002 Cyril A. Kirkland