A Little Angel
by R. Steven Reynolds
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.
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She wasn't mine but she touched my life. She was only five. |
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Heaven acquired a new angel
Tho her time here was short
Her Heavenly soul is eternal
Now she is in God’s court
Lighting Heaven with her smile
Surfing among gossamer clouds
Hanging ten showing pure style
Amazing the watching crowds
Her memory will forever endure
In our hearts she will always be
Til we meet again you can be sure
We will remember our little baby
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| Reviewed by anne macdougall |
10/28/2006 |
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| i think that this poem really reaches one's heart i know it did mine ' so beautiful thank you ' |
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| Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle |
10/26/2006 |
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Nothing in this world is sadder than the loss of a precious child. You have memorialized her, so very well.
Thank you,
Jill |
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| Reviewed by CJ Heck |
10/26/2006 |
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This is such a beautiful and loving tribute to her, Steven. Five is so young. Her family is in my thoughts and prayers. Maybe you could give this poem to her parents from me. My warmest regards, CJ
Letter From Heaven
Mommy, Daddy, how I miss you
and I know you're missing me.
There are windows here in heaven
and every day I look and see
my toys all in the toybox
and my dolls up on the shelf
but I can't pull them in my wagon now
nor hold them to myself.
My little rocker's empty
and your arms feel empty too.
I can see the sadness in your face.
Mommy, Daddy, I love you.
My music box is quiet
but I don't need to hear it play.
Mommy, Daddy, it's not needed now -
angels here sing every day.
Please don't worry that I'm lonely,
there are children everywhere.
We are all His little angels
and there's so much love up here.
Mommy, Daddy, please don't cry for me,
heaven's such a lovely place.
God says you did your very best
and your love shows in my face.
Mommy, Daddy, when you need me
just look up and say a prayer.
I will see you through the windows
and I'll hear your voice up here.
C.J. Heck
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