He was…
Loving.
Innocent.
Beautiful.
Cherished.

He was…
Born an angel.
Treasured.
A true sacrifice.

He was…
Floating above you and I.
A little piece of blue sky.
Has his own angel wings and halo.
Up in heaven, while we’re stuck below.

He was…
Trapped in the prison of a porcelain urn.
Free from the cruel, harsh, unforgiving world.
Like a perfect little bundle of love.

He was…
My brother, the angel.



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