During this Christmas season, which is both joyful and painful
My mind oftentimes turns to my precious girl, now missing, my own little angel
I look at your framed picture up on the tree, and wish that you were still right beside me
But even though you are no longer here, I like to believe that you're still very near
Keeping a watchful eye upon me, looking down from heaven so lovingly
Protecting me with your strong willful ways, through all of my nights and all of my days
Know I send all my love to you as well, and I am determined only to dwell
On all of the loving memories we share, and my prayer that you're cradled in God' loving care