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by simone Apr 8, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Seven little angles, Today we bid good-bye. Each one so very special, Why did they have to die? Everyone was wanted, Oh so very much. For a promise of tomorrow, Our hearts already touched. Why they did not make it, We will never know. Destined for a greater place, Wish they could stay though. If I could measure sadness, Today would be the day. Seeing seven little white coffins, Arranged in a special way. Each one had a name, Of the baby that they held. Tears and sadness filled the room, Viewers were over whelmed. The services was so special, Though did not last that long. Each baby named and remembered Don't know how to stay strong. A candle for each was lit, To remember each little soul. They will be with us forever, Sadness can take its toll. Onto the cemetery we go, Their final resting place. Sharing with all that are lost, Their love we will embrace. Release the balloon now Mummy, Please always remember me. For I am not so far away. With you I'll always be.