Cameron

you run down
the hall
laughing and giggling
"ALICA"
you cry out
I take your hand
and we enter a land
of Thomas the Tank Engine
where life's a breeze
where trees are green
and mistake are forgiven
you area chid of God
and you make me see
to be a child
is done so easily
you are my Cameron
and shall always be
the child that
took away
my
worries
pains
and griefs
to see
Miracles
in God's Beauty