Our Angel Poem by Joan Paterson

All Angels come from Heaven above
And ours arrived, so small and neat
A dainty darling, full of love
A child, to make our lives complete

Her smile was like a summer's day
Her presence like a breath of spring
Her goodness and her gentle way
All promised future joys to bring

And joys she brought a hundred fold
To kith and kin from far and near
To everyone both young and old
And all of them, she held so dear

Then life was good from where we stood
We did not ask nor care for more
Our angel grew to womanhood
And charmed the years that went before

But now our angel lies asleep
And innocent, in quiet Rosskeen
And all that we can do is weep
And grieve for what there might have been

That reckless act at dead of night
Stole our angel right away,
Extinguished her reflected light
And turned our rainbow days to grey

But we will not forget, good hearts
The day that Invergordon cried
Your cards, your flowers your gentle words
The day that Debbie Garrow died