Through the times

Love is such a gentle thing

It can also become powerful too

You not hear my voice now

The words I now say, will try to imbue.

Miss you

Love you

Holding you

Gods angel will forever show you.

Here are my tears

I would like to see a smile,

Gods now calling 

This humility comes with guile.

I am not here now

And yes, we shall meet again, 

Looking up, so so high,

angels constantly priding, 

I am always here, forever gliding. x

🙏🏽❤️