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An Ode to an Angel - Age 18

We grew up together In sunray symphonies and sleepover sunrises, we grew Only as children can, without regret of so many yesterdays or fear of the future and it’s guaranteed pain We played together On glimmering snowy hillsides and golden pastures You pulled my hair and I cried, years later you lost yours, and I cried We’d almost done it, made the passage to adulthood And then it was the cancer that grew Without fear or regret you fought It took away your youth but you only smiled, the smile of faith, of angels I cried the tears of lost yesterdays and dark tomorrows, I cried the selfish tears of people And when the prayers and medicine stopped helping, it was you who cried The sorrowful tears of the heavens, of the loss, of the end
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chris-hollermann
American
Published
Sep 6, 2014
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- From A Journey of Self to Self

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