My little angel came to visit me,

Her eyes were always full of wonder and glee.

She filled my heart with love and such joy,

And made my world seem like a special toy.

Wherever she went, her love always prevailed,

And pain and anger, was always derailed.

I loved her so, with all of my heart,

I didn't know that she soon would depart.

I thought she would be here all life long,

Oh how, dear God, I was so very wrong.

My heart cries tears of fear and pain,

Oh please dear God, I want her back again.

Back to heaven she has flown,

With the angel wings of gold she has grown.

She gave me love, joy and laughter,

Her gifts of these are mine forever after.

My little angel is gone from me,

I pray for times that can not be.

I long for that smile, that again I'll never see,

A giggle, a touch, to ease the pain in me.

I try not to think about tomorrow,

Because it brings me such deep sorrow.

My pain is real, my heart is sore,

When I think of her smile, her eyes always wore.

And yet, I know inside my heart,

It's just for awhile that we must part.

She's in heaven, watching over me,

Knowing that some day, together, we will be.

When the doors of heaven open up to me,

We will be together, my little one, I will see.

But until that day, I must remain.

On this earth's hard and rocky plain.

To toil and work, to make things right,

To guide, to lead, to fight the fight.

To help free the world of children's pain,

Knowing that I will see my angel again.

My little angel came to visit me,

And I thank God for sharing her with me.

For the times we had and the joy we shared,

For all the special moments of love, unspared.

My little angel came to visit me,

And left a promise that only I can see.

For all the pain that her leaving meant,

I wouldn't have missed one moment of it.

My little precious angel, I long to see,

And in God's timing, it will come to be.

Then I will always have her within my touch,

Something, that I have longed for so very much.

If you have an angel, that you long to see,

An angel that God gave wings to, to make her free.

From suffering and such terrible pain,

Remember that your angel did not die in vain.

Your precious little angel, is now in God's care,

With golden wings and so much love to share.

Looking down upon you with beautiful grace,

Longing to see a smile upon your face.

Although your little angel, is not within your sight,

You can see her in the starry sky at night.

She will be looking down at you with love,

Wearing a gown, that is white as a dove.

She is so busy, working in God's heavenly home,

Known to her as His Kingdoms Throne.

She is the little angel, that God gave to you,

With a heart full of love that is love so true.

By: Sandy L. 1-5-2000