Though she was known as Sky,
She became God's newest star today.
She rests peacefully on high,
But not much can keep the pain at bay.
I love her dearly,
She was my baby girl.
I love her so sincerely;
My worst nightmare did unfurl.
This is for Sky,
God's most precious star.
For her, I do cry;
But she lights up my soul like a candle in a mason jar.
Thanks. I just thought that after they initially put her down, she became one of the stars and that she's up in Heaven waiting for me.
I'm so sorry that you had to do that. One of the most painful things on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sorry for your loss, Natasha. A sweet tribute