Beside her grave in dark of night
His heart bleeds out his rage
Teardrops burn a path of pain
As his mourning comes of age
He lifts his head up to the sky
Screams obscenities at the moon
Almost casts his soul with Satans lot
Then an angel smiles inside a dream
His love, his hope, his future
He saw in wings of white
Blows a kiss across eternity
To show him all is right
His tears still flowed freely
Yet his soul at last found calm
She eased his weary heartache
Like some find comfort in a psalm
He knew God had his reasons
To call his angel home
As she drifted off on the clouds
He knew he would never walk alone
~Mari
Take care,
Sherry
... a really lovely, heartbreaking, recognizable place within us all. I do hope people "hear" the quiet joy in that last line. katy xox
Powerfully and poignantly penned...well done, Poet!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Some exceptionally painful lines--but hope reigns in your words. :)
God bless,
Snadie.
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)