| Title: Kayla
We waited so long for the day you would be born, Never dreaming that when that day came we would mourn.
So tiny and small, and silently you sleep, While those who love you, look on you and weep,
Born into heaven, not meant for this life, A perfect tiny angel, your loss cuts like a knife,
Little baby remember your parents too Their hearts ache, they so wanted you,
We will weep a while longer, maybe sometimes inside For the beautiful girl that shouldn't have died
We will always remember and never forget, Sleep well little Kayla, you are loved yet. |