Angel In The Room Poem by Holly Jamestone

The angels come as silently
As hushed whispers touch the sky
They smooth our course and ready us
And soothe our loved ones as they cry

They line the halls with sequined wings
And raise the blinds to show the sun
They gently stroke our tearstained cheeks
Caressing us as though we're one

One Angel In The Room that day
Was all of this and so much more
‘Twas not an end but life anew
With many wondrous things in store

An angel is a caretaker, a son
A child, a friend
Who needn't say a single word
For this is surely not the end

I saw an Angel In The Room
Not in the hall or ceiling
In front of me, a woman of grace
Who felt what we were feeling

This angel put her family first
Her love so overflowing
Her exit planned to lessen blows
As though she were not going

The brightest Angel In the Room
The one for whom we weep
Has joined her husband and her son
Whose memories we keep

In Loving Memory of
Lorene Ivy Wherry
[1912 - 2008]

(12-8-2008)
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