Heven's little devil is now resting
silently upon the gates of angels

Touching you with my heart was one
of my most privilaged vertues

Wiping your tears after tears, and
yet there was really nothing I could
do to really help you, but love you..

Endlessly now your pain is over......

IN Memory of Bethann

Bonnie Collins

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gates-of-angels/