The wings of an angel

He has taken his wings
rightfully where they
belong,among his shoulders
he spreads them signing
an angelic song that can
only be sung through the
lips of an angel being
lifted home.

Two weeks seems such a
little time to love
such a sweet life that
had been given from
the heavens above but
his memory will be one
that will not ever be
dismissed or forgotten.
His face through the
clouds will always be
remembered as the child
made from love and comfort.

Leaving tear soaked eyes
and broken hearts behind
his small hand can be
found on his mothers
shoulders as he tries to
give her relief through
this time of grief and
denying.

He knows he will always
be found in his loving
mothers heart until the
day that they shall meet
again in peace and harmony,
in the heavens above he
waits patiently.A kiss
to his mothers face he
now leaves her and finds
his throne in heavens
grace.