I know they said your heart was flawed,

that your quality of life would be frail and weak,

You'd never be able to do as others done,

But you held the hand of Jesus, and rose above the meek.

In twelve short years you packed in a hundred years of life,

and gave a new meaning to the feeling of love,

You flew higher than any ever had,

and you done it all on the wings of a dove.

It's been quite sometime now since you went home,

but there's not a day that we can't recall your smile,

The sparkle in your eye, the lessons you taught us all,

with your wisdom, your grace, and your winning style.

It became quite clear you'd not be held down,

between you and Jesus, you had it all,

Just like that day you stood at bat,

and hit that little league ball.

Some wiped tears while others held their breath,

as you circled your field of dreams,

But for the last few steps there were angels by your side,

and your best friend Jesus, was coaching the team.

Angel, while you rest peacefully in His protecting arms,

we are so grateful you are finally painless and whole,

We cherish each moment that we had you in our lives,

for before you left our hearts you stole.