Claire 14th October 2007

Dont let them say I wasnt born, That something stopped my heart I felt each tender squeeze you gave, Ive loved you from the start Although my body you cant hold, It doesnt mean I'm gone, This world was worthy not of me, God chose that I move on. I know the pain that drowns your soul, What you are forced to face. You have my word, I'll fill your arms, Someday we will embrace. You,ll hear that it was "meant to be God doesnt make mistakes" But that wont soften your worst blow, Or make your heart not ache. There will come a time, I promise you When you will hold my hand, Stroke my face and kiss my lips, And you'll understand. Although I've never breathed your air, Or gazed into your eyes That doesnt mean I never "was" An angel never dies.