Romana Jean brook
Romana sometimes I look towards the sky and wonder where you are are you floating softly on a cloud or sleeping on a star ? Sometimes I listen to the wind as it passes throw the tress are you speaking words I can’t hear so gently shake the leaves ? Sometimes I see your lovely face your body laying in my arms in our first embrace .the most beautiful little angel I have ever seen . Remembered with love every single day . Wish we got to spoil you little lady so many dreams grandma xxxx
