My Little Angel
Bridgette Nantz
July 2004
I have a little Angel That watches over me
This little Angel he grew inside of me, and
My little Angel he will always be,
Made from so much Love that his Mom and
Dad shared, from the fruit of my womb this
Little Angel bloomed.
He had little tiny fingers and little tiny toes
And the cutest little nose, he looked just like
His Dad ever body knows.
The day he came so happy was we that he was
Here, this little Angel we held so dear. But God
Knew that he was much too beautiful to stay here.
God called him to heaven and gave my little Angel wings, and a little white robe that fits
Just right, and now he watches over his Mom
And Dad each and every night,
In the memory of my little Angel Christian Wade Nantz
You may reach Bridgette at bridgettenantz@hotmail.com for comments.
© July 2004 by Bridgette Nantz. The author of this work has given full permission for its distribution, electronic or otherwise, as long as the entire work is presented in full, the author information from the bottom of the work is retained, and this copyright and permission is retained.
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