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I wrote this poem, soon after my sister Angela's death. There was and is a cloud of controversy surrounding her sudden death. The controversy is constantly kept in the light by a few. Several persons in particular, who speaks the loudest about her. Angela was not close to them. I imagine that this is what Angela is saying to those who speak about her with forked tongues. When you decide on Heaven, R.I.P. Angela.

                                                                        Love, Your Sister

                                                                                ~Vickie~

 

If I Could, I Would Visit Heaven-So I Could Hold You, If I Could. @Vickie Thayer`s Painting

Angel'A

There is no time for heaven,

I have some haunting to do,

You left things untidy for me,

How dare you,

Trying to clean up now,

When I can't defend myself,

You tell the world about me,

But it's you, 

That needs a mouth washing,

Soap on your tongue,

Clean your filthy lies,

Yes indeed, 

I have some haunting to do,

Heaven can wait.

                                              ~Vickie~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Michael Avatar
April 10, 2019 at 9:09 PM
Some haunting to do...mischievous
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 17, 2017 at 9:31 PM
Ooh a delicate punch landed by this one! Thank you for the prescript, so sorry for your loss. mo hugs
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