The sky, it holds such beautiful things. Like clouds and children with Angels wings. My son is there with all the rest. Proving God does take the best.
Our children sit on the clouds up above. Watching over us with all of their love.
Sickness and accidents took some away. Others found it impossible to stay.
They released their pain into the sky Leaving us to mourn and wonder why.
ConnieLee Leach - July 31, 2001
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