The Unfairness Of Angels

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 Jocelyn Bartram

It's 2009, the 10th October.
A day for which, I'll always remember,
A day when maybe Angels are fair?
And life isn't all about despair.
Maybe it's fate, that this book is late?
A chance to write this final poem,
Because there was no sign of knowing,
That the circle of life would come full circle,
And produced life's true miracle.
A baby girl, has been born,
Into a family, so tender and warm.
Eternal love has been created,
And boy, have we waited,
For a Bartram girl to come into this world,
Once again, we have excelled,
In creating your memory everlasting.
She has your smile, your eyes and grace,
Your love, your strength, and your face,
What anger was seething within,
The pain and suffering,
The quest for answers, unknowing,
To questions, ongoing.
All answered now, all is clear,
No more darkness, no more fear.
God, who ever he or she maybe,
Has now answered me,
The unfairness of angels is part of life,
And although it hurts like a twisted knife,
Love conquers all!
I see it in this human so small,
She will grow up with an angel by her,
To care for, teach and gently guide her
Just like you did for us mum,
From the unknown place, you will come,
And breath through her soul, words unspoken
You have a grand daughter mum, Jocelyn Bartram.



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