Little Buddy

The heartbreak of precious little ones (my grandson)

Those little arms that hug me, please don't tear
them away;
The sweet little lips that kiss, will say goodbye
to me today.
He says, "Where is I going, Daddy? I want to stay
with you."
His Daddy says, "Your Mommy loves you, too."
His precious little heart should not be torn
apart;
How could I love him more?
"I wuv you, MeMe" he says, as he goes out the
door.
The tears are falling, I cannot speak, as I watch
him walk away.
He turns and waves, but he must go. He has no
choice, you see.
He's a little boy, he's very much loved, and
he's only three.