Death Of An Angel Poem by Melody Song

Death Of An Angel



Grief
numbs me
like cold.
Tears well up
but I hold them
back. They
leak out when
I'm all alone.
Death is
the black monster
that sucks
everything to
itself. It's so
hard to see how
God is connected
to that monster,
but it's not hard
to see that
she's now
an angel.
She was one
down here already.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marieta Maglas 06 August 2009

nice rational poem, well written.........

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