At two years old, she lost her life
By her mothers hands.
Ceased the last breath,
Mother gave her.
Her life slipped through God's hands.
Caylee died by the one she loved,
The mother she held so dear.
When her child lost her precious life,
She didn't shed a tear!
We know you're safe in our Father's hands,
With Angels by your side.
Truly living, dancing, singing,
With Angels way up high!
You were just a baby, you touched our lives,
Your story has been told.
We will remember you, for years to come,
And when you walked through those gates of Gold.
By, Michael A. Wiggs
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