Somedays I see you on the sky
Your pretty face made of pure clouds
Watching over me with a big smile
Somedays you are invisible
I can only hear your benign laughter
If only I could hug you
I would always ask myself
Why you were taken away from me
I was in a quandary
Shiny days began to rust
Dark days became more darker
Atleast my loss was a blessing for others
Heaven was blessed with an angel
I still hear your therapeutic voice
I miss you every single day
Rest well my angel
Feb 2, 2025
Feb 2, 2025 at 3:39 AM UTC
Somedays I see you on the sky
Your pretty face made of pure clouds
Watching over me with a big smile
Somedays you are invisible
I can only hear your benign laughter
If only I could hug you
I would always ask myself
Why you were taken away from me
I was in a quandary
Shiny days began to rust
Dark days became more darker
Atleast my loss was a blessing for others
Heaven was blessed with an angel
I still hear your therapeutic voice
I miss you every single day
Rest well my angel