This poem is for my Baby Niece Who had no chance to see the world through her eyes.
People say things happen for a reason.
We still ask ourselves Why? Why do they happen?
Such a sweet baby girl that we have been waiting for.
Precious baby, You were granted your wings sooner than what we would have wanted.
God called you because you were needed to sore the blue skies
and watch over other little angels like you.
Although it is still like a dream soon we will be kicked back into reality.
My dear Miliana, just remember you will always be in our memories
and especially in our hearts.
We love you so much and you will never be forgotten.
God Bless You.
Rest In Peace.