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ANGEL

One sweet day we'll see you again,
The pain we feel will never mend,
We miss you so, you have no clue.
Sometimes we don't know just what to do!!

ARIANA we miss you.
There isn't one day that goes by that we don't think of you.
You touched our hearts in ways you'll never know,
We dont understand just why you had to go.

You were so young just nine years old,
So bright, shinning, and oh so bold.
Smart funny and so happy too.
We don't know just what to do.

We see your face everywhere,
Its so hard not to stare,
You are so beautiful, an angel now.
Sometimes we just wonder how.

How he could take you so fast,
Your life was meant to last.
You had so much ahead of you,
So many things you could do.

Maybe he had more important things,
He said it was time to give you wings.
Wings so you could fly so free,
And be the angel you were meant to be.

Come and visit now and then,
And let us know you're OK again.
HUGS AND KISSES AND LUVINS TOO.
WE MISS YOU ARI,
WE REALLY REALLY DO!!

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Glenn Marchand

this is deep and touching. i thank you for sharing it. 

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Hayley Durham

Thank you! I wrote this after a tragic loss of a child my husband and i raised! Bless you!

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Ravindra Kumar

Pathetic description is made for an innocent figure.

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Hayley Durham

Negativity is not needed! Keep it to yourself! I didnt post my poems for people like you who dont understand the true meaning of it! 

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Random Enigma

This is so sweet and so tragic!  I'm so sorry you had to go through such an immense loss!

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