Angelic wings

Cherubic, eyes wide open,
Hair like a golden field of wheat,
Born into this world for so little time,
A feeling that I never wish to repeat.

I locked you away In my heart,
No one knew you were there,
For how could I begin to start,
To explain my despair.

Never able to express how,
In my palm her fingers did curl,
Always then, and of now,
I miss my beautiful little girl,