Why God takes the little ones
I swear I’ll never know.
Young Brad had so much life to give,
It wasn’t time to go.
Some will simply reason why,
Most will stand and simply cry.
All will wonder and disbelieve,
So short a life for us to grieve.
Your strength throughout went on for miles,
With courage, grit and fervent smiles.
So let your memory stand its ground,
Like a beacon on the way
For all to see and wonder,
Forever and today.
D G Dickenson,