by Robin Stone
My baby flew away last night,
A brand new star was born.
On the wings of an angel he took flight,
And I'm left here to mourn.
I think he went to find the sun,
He always loved it so...
And now he's free to play and run
In a place I cannot go.
Oh, God how much I miss him!
I know that he's at peace
But my arms still ache to hold him,
And to stroke him while he sleeps.