My Most Precious Angel Poem by joyce ebrecht

My Most Precious Angel



Picking up the pieces of my broken heart.....
The task is rather daunting, I don't know where to start.....
I hold onto the memories and handle them with care.....
The emptiness and anguish is just too much to bare.....
There is nothing left inside of me except the tears I cry.....
'They' say it will get 'easier' as time passes by.....
The time we spent together, I will always hold so dear.....
You were taken from me much too soon,
we had still so much to share.....
Each day is full of sadness, bitterness and grief.....
I'm trying hard to 'let you go' but I am still in disbelief.....
You told me to find happiness and peace when you are gone.....
It's your presence and your strength I need, if I must carry on.....
Comfort only you can give me, may help the pain depart.....
Your loving me 'eternally', can mend my broken heart.....
Someday we'll be together to see that setting sun.....
Until then, you're my Angel.....
The Most Precious One!

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