With freckles on her face,And a birthmark on her cheek,With her no one ever wanted to play hide-n-seek,With all the other children she couldn't find her place.She sat all alone, In a corner all day long,She saw a light within,And that all hope was not gone.
She kept her fears inside, The mask she hid behind,No one knew her secret, The she saw no one more kind.
Within her little corner,Sat her and her little angel friend,Together they would sit and watch as others run and play, Waiting for the day to end.
As the days went by,She sat in her corner and cried,She knew her days were limited, And soon that she would fly.
With out any warnning, Her little angel friend took her up,The little girl was hoping, She could watch the sun come up.
When the little girl went to heaven,She saw the pearly gates,She knew that up in heaven,A new life did await.
She looked around, And talked to God,and found that she would no longer cry,That she would only fly.
She would be the perfect little angel,That that their ever would be,The perfect little angel,Everyone soon would see.
She would be the little angel, That would be an angel friend,To another little kid,Who also needs a friend.