Absolute Love Poem by michael Smajda

Absolute Love



When the Lord calls me to Heaven,
It will be the best day of my life.
And should not be time for grief, sadness,
It will mean, again, I will be with my wife.

Seeing her in Paradise in her angelic gown,
Her face as radiant as any angel's above,
Though our love on earth was special, indeed,
Together, we will be cherishing absolute love.

Monday, September 6, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: angel,grief,heaven
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