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INDIANA'S WINGS

A Grief Poem

By Monique
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This morning I awoke to the most beautiful song;
Michael (the archangel) picked me up and we gathered around.

It's time to sing praises to our precious one.
Oh! His glory is so great! May I sit with the Son?

Michael says that Jesus asked for me;
As he lays me in his lap, I'm filled with glee.

Jesus cradles me in his arms and I'm filled with His love;
He tells me that I am his little sweetie, His precious child dove.

He walks me through heaven, holding my hand;
He asked if I wanted to play in the sand.

Oh, yes of course! Please take me there;
What? There's more? Slides, swings, and stairs!

Wow! There are toys all over the place;
I run for the slide with a smile on my face.

Jesus will you catch me as I slide down?
He tells me not to cry, as I float to the ground.

I look behind me and what do I see;
The most beautiful pair of wings, just the perfect size for me!

Wow! These are cool, lets see what I can do;
I can only fly way up in the sky and I can do loop-di-loops!

What a great morning with so much excitement for me;
But my eyes are feeling heavy and I am a little sleepy.

Jesus takes me to my fluffy cloud, so that I may rest;
As he is rocking me in his arms, I tell him that He is the very best.

Jesus is there for me every waking hour;
He cares for my every need, just as he cares for the flowers.

Heaven is so full of happiness, love, and joy, and it's the greatest place to be;
I am always laughing and singing and I feel so safe and snuggly.

The greatest part of heaven, is what my mommy and daddy taught me;
That LOVE will CONQUER all and he did that gloriously!


About The Author:
Monique is a Christian mother and wife. This poem came to her one night when she was praying for our sweet little girl.

* This poem was written for our family during our time of loss. The author has agreed to allow us to share it with the readers of Good Mourning Lord. If you'd like to share this poem with someone, you may print one copy for personal use only or give that person a link to this website. Please do not publish it elsewhere. Thank you.

 

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