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Poem about a little boy struck by the grief of a lost loved 1 |
| Little Johnny The sun went down The clouds shifted to grey And little Johnny knew That today was the day Never again would he hear her voice Or hear her sweet voice sing Because for little Johnny’s mummy Heaven was now calling Se had always been there for him To take him out and play The thing Johnny didn’t understand Was why did God have to take her away? There were millions of mums in the world And many that were bad So why did his mum have to go And leave a grieving son so sad Johnny stepped into the room And he saw her lying there Her face was all black and broken And there was no more beautiful hair He held back his tears For he didn’t want God to notice The pain and anguish he had caused And the things he had made him miss She would never see him ride his first bike Or play his first football game Or see him all grown up And proudly shout his name She was his only mum And he her only son And no one could replace her Never, ever, no one. |