Tear drops stain my pillow at night.For you have gone, but I know god is holding you tight.Though your out of sight memories of you play in my mind.You were so kind, and I could never deny my love for you.Now your the sweet angel you've always been, but now your in A more beautiful place called heaven.As I gaze in the sky.I sometimes cry, and remember how you held me tight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem