Goodnight My Hero
To be brave is to cry
But still to fight on,
And that’s what you did
My Hero, our son.
The battle was hard
We thought we had it won,
But still you fought on
My hero, my son.
The happiness you brought
To the lives that you touched,
You will live on forever
For you are loved so much.
When we close our eyes we can see you,
When we whisper your name we can hear you,
And we reach within our hearts we can touch you.
Goodnight our hero, our son, our Josh,
You were just a child
But you died a man.
We love you always and forever, your Mom & Dad!
You live within our hearts as long as we breathe!
A Place To Call Home
Have you ever felt like you just didn’t belong?
A place called home with the ties all gone.
A ton of relatives once visited with love and care,
But now standing in the very same places, it’s like you’re not even there.
Feeling like a ghost, that can’t find the path into the light,
Feeling alone with no dominance or desire to fight.
It’s like I’m stuck between two worlds, one living and one dead,
Waiting with no preference, for what lies ahead.
I’m not fearful, enthused, or no feelings at all,
Just waiting, wanting that absolute call.
My soul needs a place, a place I belong,
For now I’m stuck in between, and I’m all alone.
If you want to find me, I am waiting here,
Look far beyond the darkness, past the pain and fear.
In the darkest corner you will see me holding on,
All curled to a little ball, waiting all alone.
Surely God will spare me, if even to make me his own
And give me that beautiful place that I can feel at home.
A place I can touch the face of God,
And hold the hand of my precious child.
Written by Kay Muncey Scruggs