I saw your little hand.
And I dreamt of us,
Building castles in the sand.
I saw your little feet,
And I knew our strong love,
I could always keep.
I saw your little nose.
And it wasn't you
I thought I could lose.
I saw your little lips.
And pretty soon I knew
I'd have to come to grips.

I held you in my arms.
You filled them once,
like a bed full of charms.
And even though they are empty now,
I still love you the only way I know how.
That little angle you are;
Momma can still feel you from afar.
Filling my heart,
Regardless of my empty arms.

In Memory of my baby cousin,
Jailyn Elizabeth