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Angel Joey

Joey, you're always thought of as an angel because you were a sweet and precious thing.

We did not get to know all the joy you could bring.

Yet we believe you're here wish us, standing by our side.

Giving us yourself as an angel, to help our lives get by.

We are sorry we never got to know you or the love you could have shared.

We're sorry that you died, all the pain that you beared.

But know your always with us, from our thoughts you'll never part.

You'll always be our angel and forever be in our heart.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written in 2003. This about my grandmother Joey, but it is for my mom mostly. Joey died when my mom was 2 and her sister was 1. I know my mom still mourns for her, but she shouldn't. Joey is watching over us, she is our angel.

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last updated 12 October 2010 - 3:35am
©1 July 2003 - 12:43am — singmoriah
21 October 2003 - 9:24pm — Karyn Indursky (not verified)
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This poem is sweet, but I wish I wouldn't have read it. It brings me back memories of people I've lost along the way and depression is sinking in from it.