God's Newest Angel Poem by Ray Hansell

The backyard patio was her sanctuary
Sitting in her chaise lounge
Watching the flights of humming birds
As they flew all around

At times gazing at the bright blue sky
Rocking her lounge slowly
The most important thing in her life
Is that she always remained holy

She's forgotten her childrens names
So much she can't remember
Once in a while her memory works
But her smile she never did surrender

She knows her days are short
Like a winter's setting sun
With her failing memory
Unable to remember all the good she's done

Her end came very quickly
In the middle of the night
When she closed her eyes
That's when God turned out her light

Her burial was quiet
With only family in attendance
Each one got to say something
As their way of remembrance


8-18-20/RjH