The Littlest Angels

A mothers tears streaming down
a fathers sobs held within.
Sorrow enfolds this family now.
As their child is lain within.
Motherearth covers them,
holds them in her arms.
Their aloft with the angels hymns.

The souls journey is beginning now,
into Light these littlest souls can be found.
God takes our children back from us,
but, holds them close to Him.
As our souls tear within our breasts,
for the lack of faith within.

God holds the little ones sacred.
These are my angels true.
Gazing downward on our broken hearts,
Gods Love does indeed shine true.

Your child is safe with me now,
Angels watch over them.
Filled with the Light of my Graces
all the children are welcomed in.

Prayers of Light reaching heaven prayers
of your child reaching you soon
all will be together,
reunited is my promise to you.

Gwenn Lewis copyright 2001

~ Gwenn Lewis ~
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