james

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By michelle hoult

Time spent in sorrowed heartbreak The sands of time they pass Grief not lost but compounded To lose a soul so close Bewilders and defies No logic found with time Now he is grown in spirit Angel wings he holds Protection duty chosen A mother’s tears of plenty Lost in painful vacuum No consoling words She feels grief and panic The vacuum of the dead Her silent vigil No others can replace him He dominates her loss Questions all around her Although all this is said She knows he rests in peace In happy wings of Godness No harm or mistrust he feels He smiles with angel kindness He claims forever peace He vibrates at higher octaves Surrounded by his clan In central stillness sunlight This inspires her loss To think of nourished strength

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