My sweet little angel.

I sit and think,
Of all the times,
That have passed,
And those to come.

They get me by,
All of the nights,
That I can't see,
Your beautiful face.

Those harsh days,
That I can't see,
The perfect woman,
Who loves me so.

The woman I can,
Gladly call mine,
And who is my baby,
My sweet little angel.