Marie WardAlonge

A Flower In Heaven

If pain she had, she has pain no more.
For the last time, I wished I had told her that I love her,
As I had told her before.

So just like her beautiful voice,
That plays over in my head as I rethink my
choice.
I shall keep these lines graceful, sweet
and discreet.
To say a prayer for her and the family every night,
Before sleep bids my retreat.

For during my grieving hours,
I know we are all in God's Powers.
Because in Heaven, I know.
My Aunt is one of our beloved flowers.

Topic(s) of this poem: loss

Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2019
Poem Edited: Sunday, February 10, 2019

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