1angel in waiting 4me©
Little memories never meant so much,
like the things he'll never again touch.
Some staying as left when he was here,
even though they bring many a tear.
Because his beautiful body is gone,
but not his spirit that helps me carry on.
I had fried chicken from our store today,
and it was flavored w/tears along the way.
The owner of my heart loved it so much,
i heard him say that last leg don't touch.
Now he'd be sleeping b4 work tonite,
when he came down the stairs:
how my heart would perk up just right.
Hi how'd you sleep i'd say to him,
off and on he'd say w/that sheepish grin.
When i was trying to be quiet,
whispering to myself echoed and until he:
figured out what it was it gave him a fit.
When it became known he'd just smile,
going back to sleep cause:
i was happy all the while.
Now the thing that makes me most happy,
is knowing my 1 and only angel:
waits in heaven 4me!
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