So much love in a being so small.
Her body may be frail
but her will is so strong.
She fights and bleeds for others needs.
Never thinking of herself because she heeds,
the needs of others,
the pain they shield,
the sorrow that cuts deep,
helps all the lost souls
robbed by greed.
An angel down on earth,
a sacred soul.
She graces all she meets
with needed love.
We thank her for her love,
compassion to the end.
She's the perfect little dove
that fills me in everlasting joy.
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