September 1, 2001, my niece was born. She was the 3rd (and last) child and only daughter to my brother and his then wife...we didn't get to see her for several weeks....the weekend before Halloween to be precise. Here is a picture from just before Halloween...
She died when she was just 2 months and 6 days old...suffocated on her blanket, though there were other extenuating circumstances.
Here is a poem I wrote for her that Christmas:
SWEET ANGEL
December 23, 2001
A Celebration of Mallorie Dianne Hall
September 1, 2001 – November 7, 2001
She is watching over us from above,
To help us find our way.
A sweet little angel now, filled with love,
To guide our paths below, night and day.
We knew her such a short, short while,
But the memories will linger on.
She’s in our hearts, causing us to smile
As we remember her always from dusk till dawn.
She is with Heavenly Father, and Jesus, our Brother,
Watching and waiting, helping us get along.
Our own sweet guardian angel, like none other.
Mallorie Dianne, will be loved like a favorite song.
And thus begins my least favorite time of year....
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