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Today was just like any other day,
Except for the little girl in the crib.
I knew she was different, I just knew.
She couldnít speak or walk, just smiled.
Her big eyes sparkled when she smiled.
When she spoke, only angels understood.
Her blonde wavy hair illuminated the room.
Grandma said that she was a lost angel.
She was one of Godís lost angels on loan
To bring us all hope, joy and love.
A lost angel who taught us all a lesson,
That every child of God is important.
Some of us saw the flaws, while others
Only realized the impurities in ourselves.
One day, she walked through the clouds,
To the home the angels had prepared for her.
She is not a lost angel anymore.
(WRITTEN & DEDICATED TO: my cousin,
Cheryl Skroback & all lost angels on temporary loan
Paula Leslie (PAL)
"Give a little of yourself each day to someone in need and you will be rich in your heart."