My Godson, My Angel
A little angel
Barely two months old
Stripped of his life
He was far too young
He had a full life ahead of him
I miss him every day
But I shall see my angel again
Until then,
Kyler you will always be in my heart
You are an angel and were from the start
Please watch over your mommy and I,
Grace us with your presence
I love you Kyler
Sleep well little angel
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