Premature infant
So small
So delicate
So warm
So innocent
So loved
So strong
Such a fighter
For so long
Hole in the heart
Blood on the brain
Time is running out
I am sad
I do cry
I try to hold it in
I sit and I pray
Life will change
Losing you is hard
Losing you is painful
God called you to heaven
You little Angel
Heaven has you now
You will not age
So how will you watch?
Will you look after us?
Be that guardian Angel
An Angel that protects
An Angel that defends
Will you be the Angel that saves us?
Protect us until the end
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Hi all, I am just here to express myself. Please don't take offense.
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