R.I.P. Poppy

We didnt want to let him go
we didnt want a life filled w woe

we cried until we couldnt nemore
w eyes so puffy and so sore

we all no now that hes n a better place
lookin down at us w a smiling face

we can finally relax and now understand
hes bein taken care of by a gentle hand

the question of where he now lies
is answered by the flutterin of 2 little butterflies

itll b tough 2 go on w.o him here
but hes now w ryan, they make a lovely pair

bc of all the luv his heart shone
he is now sittin on the rite side of Gods throne

no one can ever make or copy
that sweet old man we all called Poppy

when u seem 2 have nuthin
j remember God is always up 2 sumthin