His Life

My sweet angel

God made a sweet child a child who never grew old He made a smile of sunshine He molded a heart of pure gold. He made that child as close to an angel as anyone ever could be God made a Sweet Child and He gave that dear child to me Then God saw His wonderful creation growing very tired and weak so He wrapped the child in His loving arms and said, "You my child I keep" But now my Sweet Child is an angel Free from hurt and pain I'll love you forever, until we meet again So many times I have missed you So many times I have cried If all my love could have saved you Sweet Child you never would have died.