Lost Angel
My lost little angel
That never had a chance,
To hop, skip, or jump,
And make my life a mess.
My lost little angel,
I’ll never get to hold,
She was gone in a flash
Before anyone could know.
With hair so curly and black,
And skin so soft and smooth,
My heart will always ache,
For my little angel that never could.
All alone in my house
With nowhere to run,
The heartache and pain
Overwhelm me again.
With heart-wrenching sobs
And great cries of “Why?”
I mourn the great loss
Of my angel that died.
Surrounded by my grief
And the home she’ll never have,
I can’t help but wonder
Why God changed his mind.
My lost little angel,
Still, so precious to me,
My little Elaina Diane,
You’ll forever be.
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