I have this small angel.
For me she left her scarlet wings.
She has no idea how much pleasure that she truthfully brings
Without her cute blue eyes I would be nothing
She helps me to remember how much I love her
Every person that she has known
Sees her as cute and cunning. A lovely soul
She'll squeeze away the sorrow and make me forget about my pain.
She shows me where the sun is when we're hiding from the rain
I know that God must love me
For he has given me Grace
I knew just how completely when I saw my angel's face.
I knew that she was so much more than just my baby girl.
She is an angel
At night when she is asleep
I thank God for my angel, and ask for him to always keep
A observant eye and hand to defend her from this world.
Protect my little angel; protect my baby sister.
The end of her beauty will never come
For she is as beautiful as a rose
To me she is the world
The most beautiful girl
Once her bruises fade they'll come back to me
Out of her eye drops a single tear
But she stays
As she realizes she has to face her worst fear.
She is my angel
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My Sister Grace
PoetryThis is a poem I wrote for my sister Grace, who is suffering a lot; and is very ill. She is only three but I love her so MUCH.
