For Ridge, Our Little Warrior


With ten little fingers and ten little toes
The most perfect little features and tipped up perfect nose.
So very, very tiny, how could you be so strong?
To God our heavenly Father, to Him we all belong.
He blessed us to love and hold you, rock you and sing you songs
Like, "Jesus loves me this I know for the Bible tells me so."
Little ones to Him belong, they are weak but He is strong.
For it's His strength, our faith that will get us through.
Hurting, broken-hearted, this pain of losing you.
Your strength, our little warrior, you fought such an amazing fight.
You will always be your mommy and daddy's bright shining light.
Radley's hero, you are and will forever and always be.
For it will be through him, we will always, forever see.
The same ten little fingers and the same ten little toes,
The same perfect little features, same tipped up perfect nose.
So very blessed to have you, two precious gifts from God to love.
Now our perfect little angel watching from Heaven up above.
Forever, always watching over his brother on earth right now to stay.
Through the comfort of His word, God's promise,
We will all be with you again one day.

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