If you look at the river
You might see him float by,
A little boy with sandy hair
And deep Blue eyes,
His memory is fading in
Many people's mind,
But I'll never forget the day
That he died,
Another year passes
And all his friends grow old,
But still he Lays in the river
That took his soul,
Every now and then they
Might mention his name,
And remember the time
They're little friend
Was slain,
©sundust
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