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For A Little While
I called one of God's angels
'my child' for a little while.
Until God called in His loan and took
His angel home.

While I miss my child and always will
I no she's where all angels long to be
standing in the light of Jesus, with
angel wings as white as snow and a
loving spirit set free.

While a part of me longs always
to hold her close to my heart, to have
her here with me, a part of me thanks
God for the angel I called 'my child'
for a little while.
-Jan Tetstone

7:22p.m. May 8, 2018

By Heartsong

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