My Angel

Posted: August 3, 2018

This poem, portraying a grieving mother, will move you.

Standing by the window

In the dead of night

Watching life go by

I suddenly realize

Death has touched me

When he took you away.

He touched my soul

He touched my heart

He scarred me for life

He tore me apart

When he took you away.

And you?

Was he merciful to you?

Can you watch me from far,

When I look for you in the stars?

I find it hard to live

I wish I could die

And as if on cue

Our little angel cries.

He pulls me back

He pulls me to him

Where death tore me apart

My angel tells me to make a new start!

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