Mommy said that we don’t know who you are. I see you winking at me, your really big, and bright, you’re a great distance away, that hides it from our sight. Sweet little child, someone who is meek, and mild, our Creator, placed me here to make you smile. Mum will sing my praises to you as your eyes become dim, pretty visions of lollypops, and butterflies appear to fill the sky.
Mommy sighs as she gazes at the little Angel’s peaceful face, thinking, how life’s difficulties made her sleeping scarse in this world’s rat race.
