My Aunt

Poem by: Megan Stokes

I thought I saw her face today

In the sparkle of the morning sun.

And then I heard the angel say,

“Her work on earth is done.”

I thought I heard her voice today

Then laugh her hearty laugh.

And then I heard the angel say,

“There’s peace, little one, at last.”

I thought I felt her touch today

In the breeze that rustled by.

And then I heard the angel say,

“The spirit never dies.”

I thought that she had left me

For the stars so far above.

And then I heard the angel say,

“She left you with her love.”

I thought that I would miss her

And never find my way.

And then I heard the angel say,

“She’s with you every day.”

Poem by: Megan Stokes
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