June 11, 1990 - June 13, 1997 My Golden Hours With Michael Days, weeks, and ten years have passed Since that warm and fateful summer day In which the Lord called him to Heaven Although we begged pleaded and did pray It's not been easy to deal with the loss Of such a handsome and tiny young child A little boy that had just turned seven And could steal your heart with a smile Great affection was evident in his face Big brown eyes would sparkle and shine As he ran giggling through the backyard With the speed of a great big old lion Joyful sounds of excitement were heard As in his pool he would shout and play Splashing each person that walked by And watching to see just what we'd say Sitting on a beach with the sun so hot Many times his swimsuit would fall down But always he would laugh as he did run Not once displaying the look of a frown Together we spent many priceless hours And no amount of money could ever buy The love that he did bestow upon us Winds echoing his laughter to the sky The thirteenth of June he had no fear As he escaped the safety of his yard Disappearing from all that did search And praying that he'd not gone to far Then the call came his body was found In a pond that was eight feet deep And just why he'd went there that day Is his secret that he will always keep A presence is felt each day in our life As with his angel wings he does fly And we know he watches over each of us Wishing that for him we would not cry The memories of my grandson I do share And all the blessings to us he did bring Remembering a little boy name Michael As to seven short years we so dearly cling Janie Moser © 06/13/07