My Little Angel

Mittens and booties little hands and feet nice little cap worn on little head Cute little fingers delicate to touch wrap so tightly in my big rough hands Sleeping peacefully in your bright little crib a soft breathing sound come from your tiny lips I've dreamed of these moments when you were in my womb but God has other plans and took you away so soon I never saw your face nor hear your first cry you were gone from me without knowing why I cried so much that day when i lost you to fate you became an angel to watch me from above