An angel stolen in the night
After he left
A cloud of sadness is all that seemed to be
He was always smiles and laughs
He loved to smile and talk to everyone
He loved his frog pacifier
I wanted to steal his
Curly hair
I can't believe how
Happy and joyful
He was the whole time
We were visiting him
Even though he was in
The hospital with tubes
Going everywhere on him
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My Poems
PoetryPoems I have come up with for a clss or a suggestion from a friend. Mostly poems from when I was depressed or feeling slightly down for some reason. I hope you like them Comment Vote Fan Thanks ahead of time if you do
