Heavens Angels

Heaven is a place the angels call home, And here on earth lost souls still roam. There’s still a light that shines from above, But sometimes they stay mostly out of love. I never understood what death really meant, Until angels were taken and heaven is where they went. I heard once before when one is laid to rest, That it’s just God’s wish he seems to take the best. By: Chandelle Bird (This poem was written in memory two special children taken from their family and friends too soon. May these tiny angels rest in peace, forever in our hearts and never forgotten Landon Fyvie 9/11/2003-1/5/2008 and Keagan Davis 5/25/2007-1/5/2010 This poem will also be published & copyright © in this year’s Stars in Our Hearts by World Poetry Movement scheduled for publication July 2012.)