Wee angels skateboard across the sky On small puff clouds of soft white fluff Raindrops fall to our earth when they cry Life for children can be quite rough These tiny angels taken too soon Should have had time to live their life Something caused them to leave their mothers From unforeseen tragedy of strife Or misdeeds of someone other So they arose to the heavens above Gone from earth to be with the Lord Leaving sadness with family who love They ride on a fluffy skateboard It would be nice if children were safe From the worlds trouble and peril But sometimes they succumb to bad strafe Dangers from man who act feral Do not cry for these angels so wee Grown up angels take care of them there When small clouds waft in sky that we see Ridden by small angels who dare © by Sharon (ByGolly25@aol.com)