If the angels come to play

I have parkinsons, as some of you will know, one day when I was really ill, my 9 year old granddaughter asked me how poorly was i and would I die soon...... I wrote her this poem

If the angels come to play
And it's my time to go away
Don't be sad
Do not cry
I'll watch over you
from above in the sky
I'm still with you
I wont go far
Hear me singing in the wind
See me shining amongst the stars
When you're sad
I will be there
You will feel me touch you
When you're least aware
When you're happy
I'll be happy too
I promise I will never move
Very far away from you
I wont hurt
I wont be in any more pain
I'll be able to run
Skip and walk once again
I will once more be with
The ones I love
Who in years gone past
Also went to play with the angels up above
I've not gone anywhere
While you remember me
Open your heart
I'll be there
You will see
My life is not over
I've just moved on
It's like I'm just next door
And I wont be very long
Do not mourn
Because I'm still here
I'll never leave you
So do not fear
I'm just asleep
And I'll dream of you
And when you're asleep
You can dream of me to
Then we can meet
In another dimension
Another domain
Beyond your comprehension
So please be happy
Please do not cry
Because here in heaven
I have wings now and can fly.