Lauren Charlotte Crameri
Our Beautiful Angel
3rd April 2008
Brisbane Queensland
These are my footprints, so perfect and so small.
These tiny footprints, never touched the ground at
all.
Not one tiny footprint, for now I have my wings. These
tiny footprints were meant for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints, in the patter of the
rain. Gentle drops like angels tears, of joy and not
from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints, in each butterflies'
lazy dance. I'll let you know I'm with you, if you
give me just a chance.
You will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the
leaves. I will whisper names into the wind, and call
each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints, are found in
mummy's heart, cause even though I'm gone now, we'll
never truly part.
Our Beautiful Angel
3rd April 2008
Brisbane Queensland
These are my footprints, so perfect and so small.
These tiny footprints, never touched the ground at
all.
Not one tiny footprint, for now I have my wings. These
tiny footprints were meant for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints, in the patter of the
rain. Gentle drops like angels tears, of joy and not
from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints, in each butterflies'
lazy dance. I'll let you know I'm with you, if you
give me just a chance.
You will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the
leaves. I will whisper names into the wind, and call
each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints, are found in
mummy's heart, cause even though I'm gone now, we'll
never truly part.
1 comment:
Thinking of you always beautiful Lauren Lots of Love Mummy
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