My Angel

Im still sad from your death but I also know that you are there beside me everywhere I go.

I feel your eyes watching me and everything I do,
in everything I do, I remember you.

If I look hard enough, im sure I see your smile.
I know Ill only be without you for a little while.

Everything I do, I want to make you proud.
I imagine what you'd say if you were around.

Without the sense of your presence, I don't know what Id do.
God sent you as my Guardian Angel, I believe it's true.

I know one day my life on Earth will end.
You will keep me company until then.

In loving memory of Timothy Andrew Robertson
Sept.7,1993-May 2,2007

by Tabatha Wallace

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