The little child’s red balloon
sailed quickly to the sky.
She’d lost her grip upon the string
and soon began to cry.
I watched her mother pick her up
and dry her tearful eyes.
And as she spoke I realized
this mom was very wise.
She said, “My little sweetheart,
you shouldn’t be so sad.
Your balloon is off to heaven
to visit your granddad.
Watch as it keeps climbing
with a message of your love.
It won’t stop until it finds
his happy home above.”
How quickly all the sorrow left
this precious little child,
and when it disappeared from sight,
how beautifully she smiled.
She looked toward the heavens
high in the sky of blue,
and shouted in a happy voice…
Grandpa! I love you!
A Son Like You
I kneel in prayer beside my bed each night when day is done. And thank the Lord for blessing me with such an awesome son. I ask Him to be with you, and to keep your spirit strong. That you may be courageous in this world of right and wrong. I love you Son and wonder,...
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