I'M With Our Redeemer
Mom will you remember,
All the thing’s we’ve done?
I know I must travel on,
To Heaven where I’m from.
I know I lived a short life,
But it was worth the breath.
I was more than a memory,
But memories are all that’s left.
I’ll always be your angel,
For this God let me know.
I’m with our Redeemer,
Where the little angels go.
Copyright © Raul Moreno | Year Posted 2008
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