I would tell you that, though no longer here, you are still part of my soul.
When I think of you and the great moments we shared, I smile deep inside.
You were so protective; I was a butterfly in your gentle hands.
Our talks and your loving support were worth more to me than much fine gold.
My wings grew stronger because of your hugs, laughter, tears and great wisdom.
One day you flew away on your eagle wings, but you left a clear trail.
I know the way I am traveling; I won’t depart from it, ever.
Especially if it leads me back to you and the heaven of God’s heart.
© Elaine Wood-Lane 4/27/16
NaPoWriMo — Day Twenty-Seven: Write a poem with very long lines. You can aim for seventeen syllables, but that’s just a rough guide. I awoke at 3:15 this morning for some reason and parts of this poem were just waiting to be written down so…I accommodated my muse and started writing. This poem started out being about my brother, Joe, who was killed in an auto accident in 1986, but as it continued, it became about all of those who’ve gone on before me to lead the way to heaven. I’ve known so much love in my life and I thank God for each and every person whom I miss very dearly now.