Poetry Corner

She knows you tried to save her, for she is looking down on you.
She knows you love her and your love is true.
She sits by your side and tries to comfort you.
She is your personal angel; she spends many hours with you.
She asks you not to give up, to stay in for the long fight.
She knows it is in your heart, to do what is right.


She happy up in Heaven,
Stars glisten from above and below, clouds are as fluffy and light as cotton candy.
She is laughing her artist brush paints the sky, as a small angel passes by.
God smiles, as she plays, she feels his warm embrace.
She sees our tears, she blows kisses, all soft and sweet in the mist.
She is happy, she is at peace, she sends comfort, now, to those of us in need.


Again, she says do not cry for me.
she is happy, she is free,
she has found all the love, that she will ever need.
She smiles when she sees you fight for her.
She says, remember to live your lives, while keeping that little memory of me a live.



I sit here on my own little cloud, the wind is softly blowing my hair from my eyes.
I can see it all so clearly from here, as she sits at her keyboard,
with frustration on her face.
So I whisper this is what will come next, then the words poor out like a poet with a pen.
She is fighting for justice, She is my angel and I am hers.


I fly from coast to coast now, in a blink.
There is angel school too, you know I am getting A's.
As for what happened to me, I can barely recall. It was but a moment, a moment that was small.
I saw a place all white, shinny, with beads on the walls.
I float, I sing, I wish you should see my new wings.


You should see my new dress today, it smells like rose petals and a little bit of candy too.
Yesterdays smelled like sunsets, what does that smell like you ask? You have to be here to know.
I can close my eyes and envision anything I want. I am, still but a child, so my wishes are quite small.
I wish for, extra sparkle in the snow, a birds sweet song, a baby's laugh, a butterfly to flutter by,
When you see and you hear, and my name forms upon your lips, you have received my little gifts.


I look to you to tell my story, I had only just begun.
Tell them what I liked to do, it will be good for you.
A tree stands for me and another's memory, it was lit, a beautiful gift. We stood together hand in hand, watching the lights twinkle, like diamonds in the sand.
I will ask you yet again, tell of what you know, put your pain aside for a little while, tell them of my music and my crooked little smile.


Hi again, its me on my own little cloud.
I have some bubble gum, when you blow bubbles with it they just float away, chocolate strawberry is the flavor of the day.
Sometimes you look in the mirror, with such sad eyes,
I stand behind you, but you can't see.
My hair is getting long, all shinny and clean, I have a funny braid in it today, parts of it has beads.
There is no bed time, and I still get to read.


She didn't know me, when she looked into my eyes.
She didn't know me. as she held my little hand.
She didn't know me, she can recall, that I looked small.
She didn't know me, when she said please don't leave.
She didn't know me, as she carried me to dry land.
She didn't know me, she thinks of me every day.

I wish you could see me watching over you.
I see you looking at him, wondering if he will remember me.
What is important to know I will be there on that very special day when he blows out the candles on his birthday cake.
It is ok for some to forget, when we meet again, at heavens door, it won't be for a long long time, I will be the memory he can easily recall.