He was my friend, hewas my son

      I remember when we would run, and run

He didn't make it to the age of four

     When the Lord came to his door

He said "come now Stevie, lets run and play

      We'll run and play all the day

There's lots of other children too

       And lots of things to see and do"

I've seen them togeather, standing in the sky

      Then I don't even bother to ask why

He gave us his life, he gave us his love

      and love like his could only come from above

    I miss my friend, I miss my son

      But then again we'll run and run

And I will feel this pain no more

      When the lord comes to my door

 

 

 

I have box's, and box's of cards, and wanted to have a place to put togeather a good listing of some of the better ones. If any one is intrested in buying any of them they can post an offer, but thats not the porpose of having this site. If you have any ? give a holler.