With a tiny halo over his head
Sweet Baby Lochlan lies
In the loving arms of Jesus
Listening to angel lullabies
We can no longer see him,
But...what we found at night...
What we thought was a star...
Was his little halo shining bright
He was a special baby
From a family with so much love
God needed a special ANGEL
So he took him to Heaven above
Right now we are sad
And sometimes we will cry
But at night we'll find Baby Lochlan's
Bright tiny halo light
When we look up in the sky
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem