When heaven heeds and sends
you your wings, little girl.
You will know you're an angel.
A demi-god with little toes.
Laughing, playing,
and learning lifes woes.
Willing to shine if friend or foe.
The brightest light showing.
As you run.
Go, go, go
Floating..........
You brighten the sky.
Indifferent, you sigh,
you always ask why.
Your love for life
keeps me smiling.
A precious thing,
those sensational little wings.
Creating windows and doors.
with your little heart.
You'll start to feel departed.
But rewarded, by every ambition.
Just listen to your mother.
She is beauty, like no other.
She will teach you how
to flutter your wings.
Little angel.
As she sings to you "My Girl"
Your little curls
soft, they dance and swirl
upon your lovely head.
Listen to what I have said, Little angel.
Your smile is wonderous.
I think you must be a little angel.
A proper child.
Hell has no place for you.
You're heavens little angel.












" A demi-god with little toes, laughing, playing, and learning lifes woes"... thank you for this beautiful entry. I'm sure that baby Riley is an angel in heaven, as she was on earth, and I wish that she'd had a mother that would have taught her to flutter her wings instead of taking her life and tossing her away.




Josephine


















It's great you feel so much towards someone. I agreewith allforlove. I hope she knows how special she is. Well sone, don't stop writing!


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