Into the Wind

Little Boy Blue

Little boy blue sat alone in the corner
Watching as the grim funeral procession
Held in his honor and full of sad mourners

The casket covered in Texas bluebonnets
Held in check by six burly pall bearers
His earthly name engraved neatly upon it

A mother's wail led the heavenly choir
Her baby boy was laid to eternal rest
An innocent soul who for us went prior

A parent's worst nightmare unfolded in time
But better it is him and not one of mine