The Making Of An Angel

I should be scared,

And I should be scarred,

I should be nursing a breaking heart,

But I can't seem to care.

 

All I can do is love you,

Grasp for hands holding mine,

And hold my pain inside,

So I can find my way through.

 

Maybe I'm drowning,

I don't need to swim anymore,

There's a Rock nearby,

And then, suddenly...

 

I can see.
I swear I've never seen your face,

Dear God, I've been to this place,

This is my first time being free.

 

I can stand again,

And I am beauty,

But better than my wings,

I just met my best friend.

Author's Note

For my pastor's wife, she passed away today. A tribute to her and entering heaven. Love you Aunty Diana!

Reviews

[s y e]

This was really sweet, sorry for your loss

[Hoosier Belle]

wow amazing write & i am so sorry for the loss.

[Karina Longo]

The sweet fragility of this piece touched me deeply. It's such a lovely, honorable tribute - it mixes the sadness of the loss and the everlasting hope when it comes to the elation of the soul very well.

[White Ink]

sorry for your loss..
beautiful.

[Tasha]

Wow, this was such a beautiful and amazing tribute. I know your aunty is proud. :)

[Emily B]

this is wonderful work, uplifting and touching and beautiful

[MandaBear]

awwww thats sooo sweet and if she was still around i am sure she would have loved it

[OT]

a wonderful and sweet tribute it is! well expressed sentiments - "but better than my wings, I just met my best friend" - nice!

[PrincessZeldaWannabe]

Very lovely and pretty!

[KAREN]

Beautiful, sweet and loving! Sorry for your lose!