Rest your weary little
head and drift off into dreams
Frolic in the sunshine
and bathe in God's moonbeams
Use the stars as
stepping stones to take you to your peace
The pain of life
forgotten now you have found release.
Without rain a flower
folds, the petals drop and die
There was no way to save
you, you couldn't even cry
So we cry all the tears
instead as we must let you go
To Heaven and God's
garden to blossom and to grow.
The little seed is
planted, you'll be watered every day
The angels will tend all
your needs as in their arms you lay
Your life will be
amazing now and full of wondrous things.
Rest in peace, our dear,
sweet poppy, go fly on angels wings.
(Author unknown)
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