Destiny's Song

You were so very small, nearly nothing at all
As far as the eye could see
But your soul was the same, and so you were named
The quiet, but loved Destiny

You breathed not at all, so frail and so small
Your entrance to this world unkind
We weren't blessed to touch, one still loved so much
Sweet Precious you're still on my mind

I heard someone say that souls only stay
On this earth as long as they need
To touch those they love, returning above
But Dearest you planted your seed

Your Mommy & Dad, the brothers you had
Keep your memory safe and warm
You're still my grandchild, sweet Angel so mild
Now God keeps you safe from all harm

Now Gloria is rocking you, loving you so
She told me, if only in dream
Such great mystery, that our family
Is threaded like quilting a seam

Our Sweet Destiny, please wait patiently
For all of your family to see
Your curly dark hair, complexion so fair
And a smile lasting Eternally

~~For my grand-daughter, Destiny Elizabeth - born & gone too soon

My Epitaph

My Epitaph

If labor is work and work is a pain
Then what in the heck do I have to gain?
To toil and to sweat, to clean and to sweep
Is it not much better to slumber and sleep?

Yes, work's over-rated, though most disagree
Those making a name, not saving a tree
The truth is that when this life's said and done
The work won't be missed...but ahh, we'll miss fun!