A Precious Gift

A tiny babe embraced from afar,
her smile shines in evening star.
Touch so soft remembered sweet
made our family tree complete.

God needed angels ones so small,
Those most precious God will call.
For what God gives He also takes,
at times it seems He does forsake.

Chloe sings with angels on high,
love whispers in clear blue sky.
She sits on clouds, gazes down,
makes smiles of saddened frowns.

One day with her you will reunite,
for all are given eternal light.
Chloe will always be a precious gift,
bring you thoughts of joy to uplift.