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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1562829
This is a poem about my son that I miscarried in 2003.

My Little Angel



The day you left us, I knew heaven
Had recieved another angel.
I couldn't see the angel's faces,
But I knew that they were singing your
Praises.



You were the one who they concentrated
On, as you left your body of flesh and bones.
I can just imagine your celestial body, as
It shines in the midst of God and leaving
Your terrestrial body.



I know you have recieved a robe and a crown,
And living in the mansions of heaven where
Peace, love and joy abounds and where I know
You're safe and sound.



I know that now you're getting to live a life of
Love and pure delight and I know it all started
When you took your precious flight.



I can imagine you talking with the King,
And how He's hearing your sweet voice
Sing.


I know that you're now laying golden crowns at
The feet of God, wandering around heaven and
Never having to rest somewhere under a sod.



I know that you have recieved your new name in
A polished rock that you won't have to put in a
Safe and lock.



Your new name is just for you, that God
Carved Himself, that's holy and true.



You never got to know how precious
You were to me and how my love for you
is as vast as the sea.



I take the memories of you with me in
Everywhere I go and in everything I see.



You never got to meet your daddy who
Loves you too, and would give anything
Just to be able to hold you.


But, I take good courage that we will meet
Again someday, in heaven we're we'll forever
Stay.









In Memory of our son, Isaiah Lee Hill

July 25, 2003-July 25, 2003


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