Samantha's Diary

Her pulse rate started to drop.  She is too weak to swallow her saliva. And eventually she stop breathing without saying goodbye to us.

It has been a year since Samantha left us.  Has been imagining how pretty she is if she’s still with us.

Tiny Angel rest your wings
sit with me for awhile.
How I long to hold your hand,
And gaze at your pretty bright eyes.

Tiny Angel, look at me,
I want this image clear….
That I will forget your precious face
Is my biggest fear.

Tiny Angel can you tell me,
Why you have gone away?
You weren’t here for very long….
Why is it, you couldn’t stay?

p/s: Thanks to Petrina for this lovely and thoughtful photo magnet.

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