God needed a tiny flower
To finish his summer bouquet.
It had to be small and innocent,
Only the best would do.
He searched the fields of Earth and Heaven,
For the best throughout the land.
And only one little flower,
Did God take in his hand.
Noah is that tiny flower,
That God holds in his hand.
And it is very hard
For us to understand.
But if you look real close,
You'll see His mighty hand
You'll see Noah in the sun and rain.
He's in the wind that dries your falling tears.
Noah isn't gone,
he's in the break of each new dawn.

There aren't any words for this, and I am so sorry for his struggles and the pain he and his family has had to endure.

Sending you and your family good vibes to get through this. I've been following his story and he is an incredible little boy 💙💙

Thinking about you and sending prayers❣❣