Sweet Child

I lay my head down, to cry sweet one.

I pray where you are, you remember when we had fun.

I taught you how to do the tribal dance.

You learned so fast, you were always so advance.

I can see your braided hair.

The dress you did wear.

The last day I saw you.

Now, what do we do?

We were told you would never come home.

While I sat here alone.

Hoping for you to return again.

But I never knew when.

We never stopped wondering where you may be.

We never stopped looking and prayed daily.

Now a cross put where you have passed.

I will not eat, sadness has made me fast.

I remember the day you came to me.

My sweet little Beverly.

Now our home is filled with photos of you.

I know your papa will guide you through.

He will guide you to the light to find peace as you rest.

Just always know, momma and I thought you were the best.

Gone but never forgotten to thee.

Life is not fair, yet one day I know you will guide thee.

We love you our beautiful child.

You brought us joy and an everlasting smile.