Person:Leona Barnes (1)

A Peom, written by her mother, Alazanna Cable

Leone, My dear departed one.

If you could only know

How hard it was to give you up.

How sad to let you go.

But if God willed it should be so

I know we should not mourn,

But when I looked in those kind eyes

And knew that we must part

I thought it would take my very life

And break your papa’s heart.

But still we live, the world moves on the

Same as all can see.

Yet I know our lives are better

Because of knowing thee.

But oh how hard to give you up

To know that we must part.

I thought it would take my very life

And break your father’s heart

He never can forget you

For when he came home at noon

He could always see you crawling

To meet him through the room.

He sang to you so gently 

As your plump arms clasped his neck.

In memory we recall that scene

We never can forget.

Your stay was short in this cold world

Of sorrow and of strife.

But yet your influence still remains

To guide us through our lives.

But oh how hard to give you up

How sad [for] you to part.

Although it has not killed us

It has almost broke our hearts.

Your little spirit has sowered(?) away

To regions far on high.

But those soft brown eyes and that sweet smile to me can never die.

I see them just as gentle as soft and fully bloom

I see them in every corner

I see them in every room.

And when I sat and saw you die

You could not help but know

How hard it was to give you up

How sad to see you go.