As the tears roll softly, down your cheek
you count the toes, on her tiny little feet
you look at her eyes, her ears, her nose
her chin, her hair, her fingers, whose are those?
You hold her tight and rock her to sleep,
You kiss her good night, on her soft little cheek.
You tell her "I love you" with each passing day.
I hope for your future is what you say when you pray.
Then one day God tells you
"It's time for her to go
I need another angel,
I'm bringing her home"
You smile and say thank you
for the time that we had
She was such a blessing to me and her dad
So you hold her and kiss her
just one last time
you tell her I love you
and you say good night.
For God has a plan for all of us you see
and sometimes He needs angels like Kiara Bradley