A Family Reunion

And as I approach
the light, I pray my
FATHER
is there waiting for
me.

As he extends his
hand
I will carry the load.
Moving on with him,

We look toward the
silver sea.
standing on the
crystal shore is my
MOTHER.

As we approach her,
my family circle is
comming together.

Reaching for us, we
embrace.
Moving on, we continue
toward the golden gate.

There at the golden
gate waits my sweet
BROTHERS:
Young and handsome,
as they were in youth.

My eyes fill with tears,
I am overjoyed to see
them
They always took care
of sister.

ANGELS
appear, each carries
one of our little
BABIES.
In life great our sorrow.

I am thrilled to know
ANGELS
attended to them for
us.
The circle is complete
A family reunion has
begun.

poem by Heather Burns
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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