In My Own Write

To be sung to the tune: "Back In The Saddle Again" – by Cowboy Gene Autry I'm Praisin' My Lord Once Again 'cause I know He died for my sins Oh, I had gone astray…somewhere along the way But I'm Praisin' My Lord Once Again I know I haven't lived very good Not doing Godly things like I should Every battle that I'd fought…another sin I'd bought I was headed to a place down below So He finally put me to the test I didn't believe He knew what's best Then I fell hard once again…burdened by that sin And realized that I just had to change. Wellllll, I'm Praisin' My Lord Once Again 'cause I know He died for my sins I had gone astray…somewhere along the way But I'm Praisin' My Lord Once Again This Lord, He sent a messenger to me Said "Yes, He wants you back, can't you see? If you'll just come on home…you'll never be alone." I was saved on that day, forevermore. Now I know My Jesus loves me His faithfulness, accepted gratefully So I'll sing my songs of praise…every single day Praisin' My Lord Once Again! Soooo, I'm Praisin' My Lord Once Again 'cause I know He died for my sins I had gone astray…somewhere along the way But I'm Praisin' My Lord Once Again M. Clary September 2003

Oh sweet precious child – that God has loved so dear Has called you up to Heaven – so He could hold you near It hurt Him very deeply – to see you in such pain And He knew your special family – also felt the same We guess He really needed you – to come Home right away So He sent His special angels – to visit you yesterday He arranged for Daddy and Mommy – and brother Dillon, too To be there, by your side – and say goodbye to you Your little heart could not go on – your tiny body fought As much as they had hoped you’d stay – no more time could be bought You displayed a lot of courage – and when pain was severe Your twinkling eyes and perfect smile – always persevered All who have ever known you – doctors and nurses, too Have heartfelt admiration – for the bravery shown by you And though in your 9 short years – you lost an earthly race Your new Home now is Heaven – and it’s such a perfect place Remember, Little Cami – you’ll remain in all our hearts You’ll never leave our memories – our spirits never will part Until the day when we shall see – your happy little face Welcoming us to Heaven – and to Your Very Special Space. M. Clary June 4, 2003

Cameron "Cami" Hall will be 9 years old on June 2, 2003. This poem was written for her, as she lay in the ICU of UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles, CA. She has been there for 3 months. She is a very special little girl – an angel for certain – and one who displays an inordinate amount of courage. She survived much during her nine years; already she has had two heart transplants. Yet, in spite of the pain within her small body, her grandmother Louise has kept me informed of her progress and happy spirit..even in the face of suffering. Indeed, she is God's "special angel" and an inspiration to many. Happy 9th Birthday, Cami! Here's to you! CAMI, YOU’RE ONE SPECIAL GIRL WHO HAS TURNED AGE “NINE” IN JUNE IF I LIVED A LITTLE CLOSER I’D COME SING YOU A BIRTHDAY TUNE I’D PROBABLY SING A SILLY SONG WITH HAPPY SOUNDING NOTES MOST OF THE LYRICS YOU’D HEAR FROM ME WOULD JUST BE SOME WORDS I WROTE I’D SING ABOUT GOOFY ANIMALS WHO EAT CANDLES INSTEAD OF CAKE OR PERHAPS A RED-NOSED CLOWN AND THE MANY FACES HE WOULD MAKE OR I MIGHT SING ABOUT ICE CREAM ALL OVER SOMEONE’S FACE OR BALLOONS FILLED WITH HELIUM THAT FLY UP INTO SPACE SO HAVE A HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CAMI AND DON’T YOU DARE BE TRICKED IF BROTHER, DILLON, GIVES YOU AN UPSIDE-DOWN NUMBER NINE… TO TEASE YOU ‘N SAY YOU’RE SIX!! M. Clary June 02, 2003