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My memorials are all babies.|
They all are little angels, God sent down from above, to give us all a lot of joy and a lot of love.
but our Jesus stood there waiting and he took them in his hands to live with him forever in a place called gloryland.
My baby sister Madison Treece
There's an angel on my shoulder,
Though I've never heard her sing,
I know she keeps me safe each day
And close beneath her wing.
My angel does not
Play a harp or rest
In clouds all day.
She's much too busy
Keeping me from
She rejoices in
My life's success
And weeps when
I'm in pain.
She picks me up
When I have failed
And helps me try again.
Tonight I'll say a prayer for her,
And thank the Lord above
For sending me an angel
To lead me with her love.
hugs to heaven.
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Love Kinley, kentucky sweetheartღ
I thank you all for visiting my memorials, especially my baby sister. It would have been really good if we could have grown up together. I love my brother, but I know Madison and I would have been best friends forever. I love her so much.