IN MEMORY OF
stillborn July 17, 2002.
by Ana Rowan:
In heavan you wait
I saw two lines and I know you where there
The first time I felt you move it all became so real
I did everything to try and prepair
I dreamed each night of how preciuse you would be
and how it would feel to hold you close to me.
i never through thta God did not see
that it was time to give you to me.
Now when I dream I see your little face.
My litte Angel,
in heavan you wait.