To Me

To Me

In my eyes you are an angel to me.
Pure and innocent with wings I see.
I've watched you grow into a lady.
From the little girl that was a baby.

Mother and me are proud of you.
We love the baby we once knew.
Ware that halo and your wings,
God will protect His loving things.

Wherever you wander in this world.
Keep in touch with us precious girl.
Both of us will worry about you a lot.
Angel's like you are few seldom not.

BY: Kings

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