An angel is one,
who is departed from this earth.
Departed from life,
and all people they once knew.
But babies,
babies are innocent humans,
so at birth,
I consider them little angels,
the littlest of the angel kind.
Yet some,
so precious,
so innocent,
and fragile,
depart from this earth.
To me it’s so sad,
that at times I cry,
knowing these babies,
these little angels,
couldn’t grow and learn,
like most of us do.
To me,
the littlest of angels,
weren’t meant to have wings.
~*~ Jill ~*~