My dearest little angel

I'm stuck at 28
Cant age anymore in heart mind body or soul
For I died at 28

I left behind a little girl
Her name so sacred I cannot write it here

She turns 5 this year
and I got to see her smile
Just this morning
in my mind

Shes beautiful
Looks just like me
Such big eyes
and a personality that matches that of my own

She'll get to age
and I'll get to see her
In my mind

For I'm not able to look down upon her
like I thought I could
making this write a hard one

So for now
I'll put the beauty of that little girl
along side the beauty of her mother
and call it my own private hell

I love you dearly
my blossoming child
and my dearest michelle

You will never be forgotten
for you are so loved by me