Elderly Angel
You aren't my grandmother, only a friend,
But I'll be so sad when you time here ends.
Luminous blue eyes; hair like pearls in sunlight
Your smile always greets me with avid delight.
For ninety seven years you've lived your life,
Many of them sad and filled with strife.
Outliving your family and many friends, too
Yet, your beautiful spirit is still shining through.
You are one of my heroes, should I be so bold,
A prime example of Life though your body is old.
In a home confined, you exude dignity and grace,
By the touch of your hand I see God's face.
And in the end when you hear His call,
The angels will meet you with joy, one and all;
With hearts of rejoicing and open arms.
For you are a testament to God's love and charm.
Jscervenka,2002
(This is one of my earliest writes that I had forgotten about and found at my abandon site, but did not want to abandon the feeling that went into it or the person who inspired it.)
Copyright © Jaycee Cervenka | Year Posted 2015
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