[Lexicon78]

Somebody posted this in another site that I belong to, and dedicated it to my mom. It really moved me and made me cry not even halfway through reading it. I thought I'd share it with all of you.

I must never ask why,
God gave her wings to fly.
She is my angel above,
Showering me with her love.
So I try not to cry,
For the angel that is up high.
She is in a better place,
With a smile across her face.
I will think of her often,
The angel god had not forgotten.
Her wings are shiny like gold,
Close to those arms she used to hold.
As time will come to pass,
I will look up at god and ask,
"Is my angel safe,
Is there a smile upon her face?"
The answer will be sunshine,
His answer for, "she is fine."
At that, let me wipe my eyes,
And look up to the sky as she flies.
No more will I ask, "why her?"
I know the answer that is for sure.
God had found an angel he'd forgotten,
So let me think of her often.

[hillbunnyb]

Hey Lexy, )))) )Lex (((( ((

[Beautiful_Pain]

What a great sentiment, so sad and touching...but slightly hopeful as well. {{{{lexi}}}}

[jagster]

That was beautiful, yet sad at the same time. Im very sorry for your loss.