Teardrops run down our faces
While our loved one takes her place
In the land of dreams and faith
She waits for the day when life will wake
The sun will rise and the clouds will clear
Her smile we show she is near
We'll feel her strength when a new day is here
And her heart when it's too hard to bear
My angel is one with the bluest eyes
The honest voice and generous spirit
Her love is there whenever we need it
All we have to do is believe it
She may be gone, but that doesn't change
The way she makes us feel every day
When the wind blows by and the trees shake
We hear every word she makes
No matter where we go
She will be there
Always willing to show she cares
She's sitting on her cloud above
Watching all of those she loves
A Loved One's Spirt Watching Over Us Poem
My nana died yesterday of cancer and this is really beautiful. Thank you so much. I hope you've found peace with your loss now.
My Angel, My Gram
Published by Family Friend Poems July 2013 with permission of the Author.
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