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Submitted:Oct 31, 2009    Reads: 132    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

At St. Bartholomew's
a haunting bell rings
A nervous junior angel
arrives to collect her wings
The midnight fog
a loose veil that covers the night
God's latest messenger
accepts her first flight

She must give strength
where grief grips deep
Visit families who suffer loss
and help them sleep
Mop, with understanding
the tears and doubt
Offer guidance through the dark
a way out

Her name Samantha
her glow pure white
Feathers laced with love
aide her maiden flight
Her innocence in life
a beacon for all
In death
she helps the living as they fall

(Dedicated to my cousin Samantha Crosby who died far too young)


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