On Sunday morning last
Very early
The Lord said
It was time for you
To come home
So He sent his angels
To escort you
From this place
To be with Him
In a better one
Mourning in shock and disbelief
Too young all say
But you alone knew
That it was time
And flew with angels
© Barbara M Lake 2010
In memory of my husband's son Nicholas who died last Sunday.
Nice poem, very nice thoughts conveyed.
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