Hello ladies
I just wrote this poem because my sister lost a baby last week at ten and a half weeks. I can only imagine what it must feel like, but I hope the poem helps. Feel free to use it, share it, copy it etc....
Our Angel
I never looked into your eyes,
Nor touched your tiny face
You never got to hear my voice
Nor feel my warm embrace
I'll never hear you gently cry
Nor wipe away your tears
You'll never feel the comfort
As I guide you through the years
I know I'll miss you more each day
But God has plans for you
He gave a gift of Angels wings
You took them, and you flew
And now your place is high above
Your spirit soaring free
And by your side, in heavens light
Remains a piece of me
For even though our destiny
Says we must be apart
I feel your tiny hand
Forever wrapped around my heart
I just wrote this poem because my sister lost a baby last week at ten and a half weeks. I can only imagine what it must feel like, but I hope the poem helps. Feel free to use it, share it, copy it etc....



Our Angel
I never looked into your eyes,
Nor touched your tiny face
You never got to hear my voice
Nor feel my warm embrace
I'll never hear you gently cry
Nor wipe away your tears
You'll never feel the comfort
As I guide you through the years
I know I'll miss you more each day
But God has plans for you
He gave a gift of Angels wings
You took them, and you flew
And now your place is high above
Your spirit soaring free
And by your side, in heavens light
Remains a piece of me
For even though our destiny
Says we must be apart
I feel your tiny hand
Forever wrapped around my heart