Oh, Little Angel My step-son and his wife lost their son 3 hrs after birth. I wrote this poem for them and it was read at the funeral. The poem could apply to either boy or girl babies that become little angels all too soon. This poem is for Sandy Ryan Smith. Sandy was stillborn at 8 months.
Nothing hurts worse than giving birth to a lifeless child.
I miss him. Angels I came across a still photography picture of a golden angel looking whistfully upward. This poem is about my cousins 8 year-old son who passed away of a brain tumor on October 16, 1999. Samuel was stillborn 12 years ago after a undiagnosed placenta praevia at 6 months. All Rights Reserved.