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 The Littlest Angels
  
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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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