I Used To Be Her Angel Now She Is Mine
I used to be her Angel,
Now she is mine.
My Soul Sister, my heart she stole,
So many amazing memories- that I will forever hold~
She said I used to be her Angel,
But I tell you -now she’s mine.
Although I can no longer see her, I know that she’s there~
She is the pink flowers in my garden-The cool wind in my hair~
Although I can no longer hear her, I know that she is there~
She’s the thunder of the summer rain, the truth to my dare~
Although I can no longer touch her, I know she is there~
She’s the majestic shades of purple in the setting sun,
the ballerina tip toe dancing in the air~
I used to be her Angel,
Now she is mine.
Don’t stand there broken hearted! She would say to me,
...Don’t let your rainbow fade. Please listen loud and clear!
Close your eyes and see me, for I am standing there!
I am the pink flowers in the garden, and the wind in your hair~
Now close your eyes and hear me, for I am standing there!
Yes, I’m the thunder in the rain, the truth and the heavenly dare~
Now close your eyes and feel me, for I am standing there!
I’m the warmth of the sun on your face, the breath of fresh blessed air~
Soul Sisters, Family and Friends- my heart YOU ALL stole.
We have amazing memories- forever to be told~
Thank you, for the love you poured on me, My life was grand indeed,
But now it’s time to set me free.
With much Love and Peace, I go, please don't cry for me……
I won’t be far away, just close your eyes.
You ALL used to be my Angels,
But now I AM YOURS…. Yours Forever Cynthia
RIP CYNTHIA ROLDAN WILLIAMS
Copyright © Sandi Maddox Hoot | Year Posted 2019
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