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Above the moon where the stardust falls
is where the archangel of heaven calls. 
          Divine by nature and celestial with ease, 
          when she ascends all sorrow does cease. 
          I feel her wing’s comfort in the warm breeze. 

Intangible yet close to me with deep love, 
soaring with the cherubs and the ivory dove. 
          Her name is spoken, and she arrives on time, 
          all those who weep are instantly sublime. 
          She rescues from heartache with a lil’ rhyme.

                  “I hear you cry to the heavens, I can feel your pain,
                   remember that your loved one did not die in vain. 
                   Reminisce with your family until joy does remain, 
                   and all the love you need, your heart will contain.”

She needs not sleep and flies all day and all night
making sure that everyone is saved from fright. 
          So, when you lose a loved one call the true heavenly
          angel that bestows compassion; love especially. 
          Her divine healing is given so very preciously. 

May we all feel the comfort of divinity when loss prevails...



May 19, 2019
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