Bridget Poem by norman hale

Bridget


She was just a baby
An Angel without wings
Now she rests in the arms
Of our King of kings

She was just a child
A momma's little girl
Not even old enough
To understand this world


Just a sweet little baby
That we'll hold in our hearts
As we think back in our memories
But, any teardrops may start


Yes, she was just a baby
Called up to Heaven on high
To play with the Angels
Watching us from there in the sky


She'll always be missed
By each of us that knew her
But, we know she's in Heaven
On that we can all be sure

written 11/30/2014 by Norman Hale Jr.

this is for the 7 year old i had on the prayer request
she was mallested and killed by her grandfather
who turned the gun on himself