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LITTLE MISS NO NAME


Dear Jesus, can I come to your house

for a little while to play.

Would you have time for me

Or would I just get in your way.


I'd like to see those golden streets

and fish in the crystle sea

could we pack a picnic lunch

for just You and me.


Maybe I can sing a song with the angles

and have a pair of wings to fly around

but if You want me to be very quiet

I wont make a sound.


You see Dear Jesus, I'm all alone

since mom and dad went away

the street is where I live

and the alley is where I play.

I eat food out of the garbage

the cleanest that I pick out,

the weather has turned awfully cold

and its getting hard to move about.


I want some one to hold me for awhile

especially when I'm afraid

I' m scared mostly at night time

of the drunks in the gutters are laid.


I dont feel so good

I want to be with You

No one wants me any more

I dont know what to do.


Do you have room for me

I wont take up much space

just a little cubby hole some where

You can choose the place.


Could you put me up for awhile

but if you can't, I understand

I wouldn't want to interfere

with the things you might have planned.


Its a funny thing Jesus

I dont feel so cold any more

I'll just sleep in this snow bank---I'm so tired

right here behind the grocery store.


I must be dreaming

I'm so warm and now I'm drifting

the street is fading far away

and the night is lifting.


I hear singing, oh it's so pretty

and the morning is so bright

I'm feeling so good, and not lonely

things are going to be alright.


I see a big man, Oh its Jesus

and He's smiling at me, tis true

Thank you for letting me come

and now I get to live with you.


OBITUARY

LITTLE GIRL NO NAME


SHE IS GONE NOW
PASSED FROM DEATH TO A LIFE ANEW
NO LONGER LONELY OR SCARED
OR POOR OR COLD, ITS TRUE
FOUND FROZEN IN A SNOW BANK
BEHIND A GROCERY STORE
NO ONE TO GRIEVE OR MOURN
TO BE REMEMBERED NOW NO MORE.
IGNORED BY THE PASSERBY
SHE HAS GONE TO A BETTER PLACE
FED TO HER FILL-AND SO CONTENT
FINALLY A SMILE ON HER PRETTY FACE.
I call her Little No Name
for here no one even asked of it.
Where did she come from,
and sad, no memory candle lit.
Representing the homeless children
for one reason or another
lost to the dirty streets, unattended
with out father or a mother.
Found in her hand a letter
to Jesus my best friend
all we know of her is
the letter she didn't get to send.

sandy griffin
2005
AMERICA
BLESS THE CHILDREN
LET THEM BE LOVED
WHILE THEY ARE HERE

Used with permission.







midi:"Pass It on"
coursey of Rose's.
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