Sweet soul leaving this wonderful playing field
Robbed of the sanctity of virtuous childhood
Far too young to be deprived of the game of life
St. Peter welcoming you at the Pearly Gates of Heaven
God smiling...beautiful angel returning to eternal home
An angel as young as you holding your hand guiding you
Taking you on a wondrous tour of God's playground
Angels everywhere playing singing and laughing
Extending an exuberant welcome back home
Robbed of the sanctity of virtuous childhood Far too young to be deprived of the game of life, , , , , , , , , , oh you made me cry, my eyes are filled now....... in the world of angels and saints and glory and heavenly music...........thank u for this sad but very spiritual poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An angel as young as you holding your hand guiding you Taking you on a wondrous tour of God's playground.. death, God, heaven. you are such a great spiritual poet my dear Richard. thank u. tony