Little Angel
©Chris Whooley
My little Angel, some would say,
No longer with us in this dark day,
But they never left, always inside,
The joy and laughter we can never hide,
Memories of a child so pure.
Each tear that falls in their name,
We bow our head, but not in shame,
The love we gave was never lost,
As they crossed the bridge between,
For around us now, always unseen,
Our Little Angel on rainbow wings,
Returns the love to heal the pain.
With sticky plaster they mend your heart,
Upon your face they draw,
The biggest smile from ear to ear,
Please cry no more, for I am here.
Just call my name and you might see, my rainbow wings,
The love that sings, in gentle breeze upon whispering trees,
A glowing Sun through autumn leaves,
The Blackbirds song to you I'll sing.
Snowflakes on Mittens and Candy Kittens,
Memories of me there will always be,
I'm right by your side, just a thought away,
And here I'll stay.
