The Little Girl I loved So Much

A peom written when I was 11 years old for my little cousin who dies at 8 months

She once was here and now is gone, I shed a tear for I did long,
To see her face before she died, I was too late and then I sighed,

She was soo small, her eyes were not to know of deathly spies,
She died so young, she had no sin,
I hoped God would take her in,
Under his wings noone could touch, the little girl I love so much.