Saturday, June 6, 2009

Sorry I didn't get to stay.
To laugh and run and play.
To be there by your side.
I'm sorry that I had to die.
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God sent me down to be with you,
to make your loving heart a new.
To help you look up and see
Both God and little me.
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Mommy, I wish I could stay.
Just like I heard you pray.
But, all the angels did cry
when they told little me goodbye.
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God didn't take me cause He's mad.
He didn't send me to make you sad.
But to give us both a chance to be
a love so precious .. don't you see?
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Up here no trouble do I see
and the pretty angels sing to me.
The streets of gold is where I play
you'll come here too, mommy, someday.
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Until the day you join me here,
I'll love you mommy, dear.
Each breeze you feel and see,
brings love and a kiss from me.
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(Author unknown)

1 comment:

Unique Gowns said...

I wanted to thank Tabitha angel mummy to precious Rillee for posting the poem on my fb wall xoxoxo Dana