ready to be born.
So one day he asked God:
They tell me you are sending me to earth
tomorrow but how am I going to live
there being so small and helpless?
Among the many angels, I chose one for
you. She will be waiting for you and will
take care of you.
But tell me, here in Heaven,
I don't do anything else but sing
and smile; that's enough for me to be happy.
And how am I going to able to understand
when people talk to me, if I don't know
the language that men talk?
Your angel will tell you the most beautiful
and sweet words you will ever hear, and
with much patience and care, your angel will
teach you how to speak.
And what am I going to do when I want
to talk to you?
Your angel will place your hands together
and will teach you how to pray.
I've heard that on earth
there
are bad men, who will protect me?
Your angel will defend you even if
it means risking its own life.
But I will always be sad because I will
not see you anymore.
Your angel will always talk to you about me
and will teach you the way for you to come
back to me, even though I will always
be next to you.
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven,
but voices from earth could already be heard,
and the child in a hurry asked softly:
Oh God, if I am about to leave now,
please tell me my angel's name.
Your angel's name is of no importance.
You will simply call her
Mommy
Author Unknown
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