Lynn C. Price

HURRICANE RAIN

Much like the weather, our emotions can change;
I’ve seen nothing more powerful than the Hurricane Rain.
Spring’s gentle breezes reflect life’s new beginnings;
Winter snowstorms are much like our endings.

The good and the bad, we’ve been through it all,
Spirits will soar and like autumn leaves fall.
Family and friends, like roses with sharp thorns,
Bring us great beauty, leave us shattered and torn.

Every once in a while someone special comes along,
God sends us His Angels when our spirits aren’t strong.
A chance encounter becomes a friend to the end,
Shoulders to lean on, with bad weather, won’t bend.

When our work on Earth is over and done,
Angels will gather to lead the way home.
Some of our loved ones we must leave behind,
Need special Angels to ease troubled minds.

Heaven’s door opens, the sunlight shines through,
God reaches His arms, “How much I love you.”
“Lord, I’ve been blessed all of my life,
With wonderful children and a most cherished wife.

I know they’ll join me one of these days
But Lord now they need you in so many ways.”
God gently smiles, “Son never fear,
I’ve sent 10,000 Angels to gather them near.

My Angels are treasures; their work is so hard,
Bringing such comfort when the days become dark.
My son, they have feelings, they’ll cry with your pain,
That’s how men bear witness to the Hurricane Rain.”

Author’s Note: In Memory of My Angels