To my little angel

I didn't know you were here

until you had gone.

 

I didn't get to say hello,

only goodbye.

 

I didn't get to love you,

until you could only be loved.

 

Only seven weeks with us,

but always in my heart.

 

I don't know how to finish

because I didn't get to start.

This poem is about: 
Me

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