This Morning

This morning before I awoke. Whispers I heard as angels spoke. " What are you saying?" I ask As I'm drawn to the sweet gentle sound. "Whats this that lies beneath me? Is it heaven, for there is no ground?" Theres a bright light before me, and I cannot see. I'm dazed and confused what happened to me? Then I heard in the calmest voice, "You died last night, for I had no choice" " All your days I've watched over you, I'm sorry my child there was nothing I could do."