Sunday 29th October

    

Wrapped in soft and silky Angel wings

Protected​ from harm and other bad things

My sweet Angel son lives there on high

I sigh and smile as I look to the sky

I have to believe that’s where you are

By day in the clouds, at night a star

Fluffy and white, or twinkling so bright

There in my heart, even if out of sight

  

Love you poppet

So very much

xxxxxx