Sunday, April 29, 2012
Whispers
As the wind blows under your feet,
through your hair,that is a Whisper,
from above; from the Angel God
took before her time. She waits in
the clouds, to keep a visual eye on
her Mother. As to keep an eye on
her, for she grieves for her daughter.
But, the angel smiles and whispers
through the air. Do not cry mom for
I am in heaven, and I do watch from
afar. So cry no more, for I am with
you in heart and spirit.
LOVE LAD
MOM
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
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