Wolfgang Malachy May

January 27, 1997 - September 10, 2017


by Christopher M. May

When Heaven calls our Beautiful Child

To dwell in the Majesty above

We mere mortals naturally question

The Wisdom of His Love

For there is no Heartache to compare

To the loss of our Beloved Boy

Whose light filled this dark, cold place

With his Laughter, his Smiles, his Joy

Now our Sweet Malachy is an Angel

Forever Young, never to grow old

He is flying high in Heaven

On wings made of pure gold

We know that this will be difficult

But still somehow we must try

The Saddest Word mankind has ever known

Will Always be Goodbye

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