Desmond's Starry Sky
Little Desmond, soft and small,
Stars are waiting for your call,
One by one they start to glow,
Dancing gently, row by row.
Moonbeams curl around your bed,
Silver light upon your head,
Desmond dear, so calm and bright,
Wrapped in heaven's tender light.
Somewhere up beyond the blue,
A tiny star is thinking of you,
Twirling, spinning, high above,
Shining full of endless love.
Written for Desmond
A sample anyone can read. A keepsake poster gets a newly written rhyme.