Wings to Fly

by melba   Jan 20, 2006


Death is something that cannot be explained,
for it works in many mysterious ways.

Like we cannot stop the wind to blow,
death is far beyond our control.

It takes away those we dearly love,
but at least takes them to that special place up above.

God has good reasons for his motives though,
he wants with him only the brightest souls.

She was one of a kind like a shining star,
one who left us with these aching scars.

Our memories of her will never fade away,
for in our hearts she will surely stay.

We are now blessed with this miracle baby,
radiant like the sun and to be loved greatly.

She was then told to say goodbye,
for God needed her now and gave her wings to fly.

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