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Little Lauren – H.G Scott

A poem made in honor of my younger cousin’s birthday a few days ago, who unfortunately had Neill-Dingwall syndrome Type II, otherwise known as Cockayne syndrome and passed away when she was 6. Rest high, butterfly.

Little Lauren my baby butterfly
High above us in the sky
Fourteen years today you would have been
Living a beautiful little dream

You were the most perfect little girl
With big baby eyes and tiny brown curls
Stuck inside a little vessel
So small in my arms, my little angel

But for the angels watching over with you
Celebrating just isn’t true
I am with others are sad for it’s true
When none of us can be with you

Missing you Beanie
As you fly high in the sky
But we’re still all asking
The question of why


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