A little Poem (with a BIG message)

There is a little country
And in that little country,
There is a little town
And in that little town,
There is a little hill
And on that little hill,
There stands a little wood
And in that little wood,
There is a little tree
And under that little tree,
A little church was built
And in that little church,
There sits a little boy
And the little boy,
He holds a little toy
But on that little toy,
There lives a little flea
And on that little flea,
There lives a little bug.
The little bug, it bit the little boy
And from the little bite he died,
But the little boy,
He had a little faith in God
And now lives in a very BIG way.
Dedicated to and in memory
of Jonathan 1966 - 1984