Friend walk softly on this grave,
an Angel lies sleeping here.
Budded on earth to Bloom in Heaven
We know not the minute, hour or day you were here, nor how long you stayed ....
We know not how you came into this life or how you departed ...
We know not your race, color, or beliefs ...
However, you have touched our hearts and lives in so many ways.
Thank you Sleeping Angel.
Little Ones to Him belong
✻ღϠ₡ღ✻
Friend walk softly on this grave,
an Angel lies sleeping here.
Budded on earth to Bloom in Heaven
We know not the minute, hour or day you were here, nor how long you stayed ....
We know not how you came into this life or how you departed ...
We know not your race, color, or beliefs ...
However, you have touched our hearts and lives in so many ways.
Thank you Sleeping Angel.
Little Ones to Him belong
✻ღϠ₡ღ✻