My Little Angel
Midnight walks out on the sand
The moon is shining brightly down
I hold your hand and look into your eyes
The secrets of your soul you give
White clothes and a bell
Happiness for everyone
Smiles etched into our faces
We have now become one
A special hospital room
Beautiful angel gave to me
What is this dreaded box
He is such an angel
Now we all must wear black
Angel giv'n now is gone
What was wrong and why
Did my angel have to go
Now I feel the pain and darkness
He is gone for ever more
I go down to the local store
Everything seems so blue
I have found my old gun
Now I hold it to my head
I see that accursed box
As I pull the trigger
Now the pain is gone
And the sorrow fled
Why do I feel so blue
Where is my little angel?
© 2002 Aaron Christopher Latham
