Tears for Madyson

Golden locks and teddy bears
Just four years old she was
Her smile could warm most any heart
She loved Easter and Santa Claus

Mom would leave her each new morn
To go to work all day
And with mom's strapping brand new beau
Madyson would stay

Her coloring book and crayons
He quickly took away
Go to your room and stay there
She often heard him say

I have no time for you today
Don't let me hear you cry
And Madyson would lay there
In her bed with weepy eyes

Sometimes she tried to hide from him
In her respite 'neath the bed
And prayed that he'd not find her
For his wrath she surely dread

One day the beau drew her a bath
And a fearful Mady came
But another day would come no more
Little Mady Van Cleave was slain

And now she hugs her Teddy bears
And colors all day long
Singing with Christ  Jesus
As the Angels sing along

In my dreams I see her pretty face
Another day won't  pass
To call her name and know she's safe
A better place at last

The Murder of Madyson Van Cleave Hook


J. W. Boswell
Copyright 2015


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