The face of an angel is all that is here,
one beautiful freckle equals one terrified tear.
Not ready to leave but has to go,
wants to go back but God says NO.
Leaving your life must be a scary thought,
I guess its something that cant be fought.
A mother, a father, a nephew and friends,
a meaningful life that suddenly end.
He watches over his family night and day,
saying i love you in his own special way.
In the night we sleep, in the day we cry,
he watches us all from his star in the sky.
I didnt write this but i did change the wording around alittle, you see i am a big wrestling fan and Eddie Guerrero died and i thoght that world be a good poem for him...
