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Angels At the Door

She stands beside the bedrail And holds a tender hand Giving warmth and comfort To a soul that's in demand She's the final earthly face That the fading eyes will see She stills the trepidation And she puts the mind at ease She calms the restless spirit In the dawn of its rebirth She helps to make it peaceful On its flight from planet Earth Angels guard the doorway From this life into the next They may appear as mortals But their life is more complex They have the heart of soldiers Which help to make them strong They have the will of heros And a voice that's like a song They carry burdens far beyond What any others know But every time you see their face You only see a glow An angel stood beside the bed And held my mothers hand Until the time for her to pass Into the promised land The nursing home and Hospice Are the places where they reign The doorway to the afterlife They guard in their domain Rockman

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/31/2011 9:33:00 PM
This is just great, the story, rhyme and the flow make it perfect. I enjoyed and there is soup mail for you.
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Date: 7/14/2011 8:41:00 PM
I can relate to this..Good flow and writing...hugs
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Date: 7/3/2011 2:20:00 AM
hooooh!!!! really wonderful! write more for us to be inspired....junjun
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