Michael's Poem

This is Michael's poem
It was written just for him
It was written for him alone
It was written by a friend
Michael was the kind of guy
Everyone wanted to be around
His smile was envied by the stars in the sky
His life made his parents proud
He loved sports, he made straight A's
He had so many friends I could count them for days
His heart was one very few ever possess
It pounded with kindness and friendship inside of his chest
This is Michael's poem
It was made only for him
So that he might be remembered
By all who were his friend
He was a great person from what I could see
He gave all he had, was all that he could be
He never gave up, never stopped smiling
Though at times it was rough
He never gave in
I'll not talk about sorrow, of how he left us
But of how he made us feel, the feeling of love
God put something in Michael, a light most of us don't bear
He gave us an angel on earth, and taking him back seemed unfair
But it was only for Michael's sake
God hates to see His people suffer
He hates to watch them ache
So He gave Michael a new body, a new home and new friends
Though I'm sure he hasn't forgotten about us down here
And I know we'll see him again
But Michael had better things to do in his real home
For earth was only temporary
It wasn't right to keep him from going on
But worry not, for Michael is unharmed
He's safe and sound in God's loving arms
This poem is for Michael
It was written only for him
Because life and death is a cycle
We must all live and die with