Angel
An angel of God with the face of a wolf
The honesty of a man with fear closed in on himself
They flap their wings hard against the wind
And above all there is love, that strong, strong love
who refuses to die, even at the gates of heaven.
My heart starts pounding,
I see you without shame, without restraint
Here the most beautiful roses grow,
in this garden of peace and health
where the scent of God, drives me crazy.
And unfortunately, I left the most beautiful Rose on earth
but her roots are so deep, that I can count on her, to live.
You tell them for me, I didn't go very far,
I'm here, right next to them.
I'm in the air they breathe, and to my children,
tell them that I love them, with a strong love.
And life goes on without me ...
Don't cry, because there's so much sun here,
and lots and lots of flowers to collect.
*This poem is in memory of my brother in law Angelo
who past away recently, he channeled the words
for his family and friend, please keep the family
in your prayers, during this difficult time.
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