J.J.’s Poem
All God’s angels come
to us disguised,
Wishing to bless us with secret gifts
One by one, hidden behind
earthly masks,
They come with love and the inner light
from having looked upon the face of God.
One followed the other into our lives,
That our journey be not traveled alone.
Until The Last Day….
the dread good-byes
Suddenly, J.J.’s life had sped past my own
After years of special blessings,
Given by one of God’s little angels
In disguise.
Always Remembering Our Boy,
| J.J. |
| 23, Feb 2003 |
| Mary G. Hill |