Little Taylor..little one

Little Taylor ..little one
Nothing wrong have you ever done
And yet your life so beautiful and so  sweet
Was met with  so much terribleness and so much tragedy

For you I sing for you I pray
That you play now in that place of ever endless day
Where angel bands forever sing
And give beauty and song to your everything

Running waters.. a  bunch a weeds
Were your welcome as you slept  lifelessly
Beneath that coldness, beneath  that emptiness
Your tiny-ness awaited the hands of the Everlasting heavenly-ness

For you I sing for you I pray
That you play now in that place of ever endless day
Where angel bands forever sing
And give beauty and song to your everything

Though we haven't ever met I will forever see
What God's spirit whispered and had revealed to me
That you little Taylor lay were you couldn't  ever rise up
And that yours was such a tragedy and such a  bitter cup

For you I sing for you I pray
That you play now in that place of ever endless day
Where angel bands forever sing
And give beauty and song to your everything