MY ANGEL ..MY CHILD ... MY SAINT
The child was born ....a rainy day. but this angel face made the clouds fade away. A smile caressing the world and heavens above... an angel with a face as lovly as a dove. Such a face that cause me so much pain.. as he didnt breath a breth. my angel was floating to heaven never to wake. So i cryed my tears into the sadness lake. My baby boy such a saint that my one memorie of him is faint. He never lived though out of the womb no craddle instead a coffin. the doctor said it was to late and my angel floating to heaven was by fate. There they lay my angel to rest. My beautiful child i beleave its for the best. So now my angel is in gods hands because it was never ment to be my gabrel is now a faint memorie. Goodnight my angel ..my child ... my saint.
note: i made this for all the people that suffer loss of a child and also for a friend that lost her unborn son. By:Mist
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