Jay Aguiniga

(Scottsbluff Nebraska)

Angels Letter


We always knew,
chance might come some day.
Like a whisper in the wind,
I might have to go far away.

I know it must,
hurt you so.
But let me open my wings,
so I may go.

Just a few more seconds,
a life time of moments still to attend too.
I would give the world,
Just to spend another night with you.

So wipe those tears
from your face.
I can assure you,
I'm heading to a far better place.

You will understand once,
you gaze into the candlelight.
And within your heart,
you'll see I'll be alright.

Because when the candle of life,
is lit on fire.
In the wavering flame,
is another angel to admire.

So what I ask of you,
is please don't mourn.
For today is a special day,
an angel was born.

Heaven glows,
in the still of the night,
As the angels dance,
in the flickering light.

So tonight light a candle
in remembrance of me.
And for all the angels,
that soon will be.

Always have comfort,
I'll be watching you from high an above.
Just think of me, I will be there,
Signed your Angel with Love.

Submitted: Monday, October 13, 2008
Edited: Saturday, March 22, 2014

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