I was her angel her last two weeks on earth

Her spirit was ladened, her mind burdened

from the daily weights and the growing tear,

displayed on her heart’s sleeve, so ever aware

She corresponded as she knew fit, she always

knew there was more to this and heaven

seemed legit. One week ago today, she

laid her final weep and heavy head

Though last night she smiled at me,

she thanked me for the extended grace

She was transparent and knew I was an angel of

understanding. She came to tell me she appreciated

the smile and that it eased her transition into the light

that was to come. She is whole, warm, happy and home

We will meet again, on another plane in a royal throne

I am thankful for this position bestowed

9.14.13

I knew you for two weeks, two weeks

and a lifetime, Joyce B.

R.I.P.