~The Angels Tears~

In memory of my dearest grandmother,who now flies with the Angels
September 9,1920           ~         September 13,2000

The clouds were mixed with sun and rain,
The day the heavenly Angels came.
For unto them another was born,
With golden wings her spirit soared.
The Angels released her from all pain,
And let her body sleep,as they sang.
They led her into heaven for God to safely keep,
As she lay with in thier arms,free from pain and grief.
Tears then began to flow, to Earth as gentle rain,
Not tears of sadness or woe,
Tears of serenity,
Like a raindrop on a rose.
The Angels laid her gently,
On a carpet made of clouds.
As beautiful music played softly,
Her loved ones gathered around.
First came her mother,who never left her side.
They she saw her father,as he cried tears of pride.
Children ran into her arms,
Thier halos glowing bright.
Brothers and sisters drew closer,
As the day turned into night.
The sky cried many tears,
as the silent rain fell to Earth.
Never tears of sadness but of love and rebirth.
So when gentle rains are falling,
Take time to catch a few,
For these are happy tears,
The Angels send to you.

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