This is a poem that I wrote to My Sister after the loss of her precious son
to a fatal disease, Cystic Fibrosis.

 "To A Little Boy Called Sunshine" ©1999

You were such a precious little child 
With manners especially sweet and mild. 
Your smile touched all along the way 
And its sunshine brightened the darkest day. 
We loved you so, and we can’t understand 
Why you weren’t allowed to become a man. 
But God in His wisdom knows all things 
And He knew the sunshine your life would bring, 
So He gave you to us as a precious loan 
Knowing someday He would call you Home. 
Too early, we’d think, oh, how can we bear 
The loss that at our hearts will tear. 
But He said, “Suffer the little children to come unto Me”, 
And I can picture you sitting upon His knee. 
The smile on your face, the joy in your heart, 
Now I realize that we’ll never really be apart  
For each time the sun is warm on my face, 
I’ll know that it’s your heavenly embrace, 
And in each ray of sunlight I’ll find that special smile, 
And remember God’s gift of a beautiful child.

 Back to "About Me"Another Poem



My Sunshine's Home Page