Fly little angels,
on wings you've so long dreamed of—
your destinies always to soar.
Your twinkling eyes so much
like the stars you now dance among,
perhaps more beautiful.
Your young souls
as pure as fresh fallen snow
and untouched by harsh reality for so long.
Although your times were short
they were well spent
and full of happiness and magic.
Blessed were those who met you,
who had the chance to love you,
whose hearts your smile touched.
I promise never to forget you—
those I never knew,
those missed by many loved ones.
Memories forever cherished,
glowing faces now famous.
Never to be forgotten.
On crystal wings,
and remembered dreams,
little angels, fly.