The Angel Of My Life

I see a faint shadow,
I see a bright light,
I see God's holy hand
Touching my Mothers new life.
Eight days before Christmas,
God took her away,
Down the Holy path
Of her new given day.
There's no more sorrow,
There's no more pain,
I see the golden white wings
He placed upon her name.
Down the holy road,
I see her loving face,
With open arms for my embrace.
Again, when we're together,
We will never part,
For God will always
Keep us in His Loving heart.

by Barbara Garrett Dezern

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