Under Angel's Wings

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Improv 2001

Few words spoken to each other,

but words that were deep.

Now you’re gone,

and those words are fresh in my mind.

Speaking of a mutual friend,

our thoughts, feelings,

fears, and prayers for her.

Now you’re softly being carried,

under angle’s wings,

in the Heaven’s above.

I’ll miss you,

although I didn’t know,

all too much about you.

But those few words spoken,

mean much to me.

As you’re softly being carried,

under angel’s wings.

R.I.P. Dereck 4-14-81 – 12-10-01



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 12-13-01. It's my 74th improv

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