they laid her down to what was now,
her final resting place
she put flowers `round the fresh turned ground
with dignity and with grace

he took her little hand in his
as they walked away
and headed towards the unknown life
that waited on this day

tried to hide his worry
he tried to hide his fear
but as they buckled up she saw it
his eyes were filled with tears

so she climbed into his lap
put her arms around his head
softly whispered in his ear
and this is what she said...


I know it’s hard that mommy’s gone
but we have each other here
if you look into my eyes
you’ll see, mommy’s always near

so on those stormy nights,
when there’s no peace to find
if you need a guardian angel
you can borrow mine


now five years have gone he struggles on
she’s growing way too fast
this little girl’s his only world
and his mirror to the past

he still holds those little hands
though she turned twelve today
it’s hard for him to see it,
but that’s what the candles say

he carried her down the hall
left a kiss upon her head
took the dreaded walk alone
as he headed off to bed

there upon his pillow, he found
the neatly folded note
with a hand drawn heart across the top
and words that hung in his throat


just a little note to say
daddy, you’re my hero and
ill never go away...but,

when you lie awake, I hear you cry
sometimes I cry with you
she knows how much we love her
guess what...she loves us too

so on those sleepless nights
when there’s no peace to find
if you need a guardian angel
you can borrow mine


he took her little hand as they walked
down the aisle
he passed her off, to her new life
with sorrow and a smile

and as she took her vows
not to part until death
he couldn’t help but weep, for
that’s how her mother left

fifteen years from that day
he’s in a waiting room
seven and a half pounds later
a baby born in June

he holds her in his arms
falls in love at first sight
leans over, whispers in her ear
as he welcomes her to life


this world has its ups and downs
you will have your share
both bad and good times wait for you
make the best of what is there

and on those restless nights

when there’s no peace to find

if you need a guardian angel
you can borrow mine

just look to where i’ve always looked
you will find love strong

see, you know my guardian angel
and you can call her mom





kc '10

Always nice to read KC...

Flowers for her, heart for that you both shared, and a drink to a very nice write my friend....

Wonderful.

nicely revised

This is what we call a bump,,,wink,KC,,this was worth many more looks,,,thanks,,,to MOM'S EVERYWHERE!!!!

Absolutely, amazing writing!!

Im all choked up with emotion....

This is beautiful.

awww, you softy you...


thank you very much

Choked up right now dude
really superb write.

Blessings

Beautiful!

Guardian indeed. You really should take up the harp - Lord knows you play heart strings beautifully.

simply ahhhmazing! beautiful write!

thank you for stopping in

bk

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bastet

darn if i don't stop reading your poems I am going to quit writing mine , lol, that was one of the prettiest poems I have ever read , so profound os heart warming such a sad sweet remmebrance of the past and all the love in it , such writng hope you publish them, sharon