Flight of an Angel

I said, “Go with God,” as I continued to hold your frail hand,
and you peacefully drifted away to a much better land-
Frozen in time, my world had stopped-
Swearing I’d seen a smile, as I quietly sobbed.
Freely my tears flowed, but I knew you were at rest-
I would miss you terribly, but for you, this was best-
The suffering and agony, was now forever gone-
You’ll sit beside God, praising him in song.
All those nights, that proved endlessly long-
I wanted to hold on, but I knew it was wrong-
As our eyes met for the very last time-
Everything came together in a harmonious rhyme-
You were saying goodbye; This I know-
I remember seeing the tear; You tried hard not to show.
Brave you were, so that I wouldn’t hurt-
But the pain I’ve witnessed; I just can’t shirk-
One night while you were sleeping; I slipped away to pray-
Knelt at my bedside, and aloud I did say-
“Dear God, take his hand; Lead him carefully home,
Do what you will for with you, I’ll not be alone-
Please help him understand, that alright I’ll be-
Not sure at the moment, if the prayer was for him; Or me-
I knew what I needed, was for him to be at peace-
and I knew that in Heaven, the pain would be gone, at least.
So for the final time, I stood from my chair-
Let go of his hand, and ran my fingers through his hair-
Slowly I leaned, and kissed him goodbye-
and whispered, “Thank You Dear Lord, for letting my
Sweet Angel fly.”

© Lisa Hilbers
2002