Wedding Poems: Love (7)

When The Angels Came For Me
Poem by Kristi Day Illinois


Sometime last night while sleeping
Out loud your name I cried,
Because while lying next to you
Last night sometime I died.

My spirited lifted up from me
Above that bed of ours,
I floated high above you
And watched you sleep for hours.

I felt the tears that fell
As they washed over my face,
For I longed to be held tightly
In your warm loving embrace.

I didn't want to leave you here
To face your life alone,
For ours has been the greatest love
This world has ever known.

I knew how sad that you would be
When you woke and found I'd died,
I wanted so to be there
While you held me close and cried.

And then I felt this light on me
And I knew my time was near,
For the angels to come and carry me
And take me far from here.

I whispered into the night
A tiny prayer for you,
For you to be strong for me
And hold my love close to you.

At that time I felt the angels
Lift me high into the night,
I watched you sleeping peacefully
As I flew into that light.

Until there before me stood our God
Who spoke His words to me,
He told me not to worry much
For He'd watch over you lovingly.

And that one day it would be your time
To come home here to me,
And when that time came about
We would share eternity.

So please my love when you wake
And find my lifeless form,
Please don't cry unduly
For my love will keep you warm.


Perfect Wings
Poem by Kristi Day Illinois


I'm not perfect
I'm just me,
Sometimes I'm blind
To what I see.

Sometimes I'm deaf
To the sound,
And I can't hear
When you fall down.

There are times
When I can't speak,
And I don't tell you
When I'm weak.

Sometimes a touch
Does not seem real,
When even my skin
Is to thick to feel.

So here I stand
On unsteady feet,
As we look with eyes
That never meet.

Harsh words spoken
Leave a terrible taste,
Don't make me cry
Love me with grace.

Take no pleasure
From our pain,
Open your heart
Shut out the rain.

In God's eyes
We're all the same,
There is no need
To feel the shame.

We're no different
When the angels sing,
Someday we'll all
Have perfect wings.


Of Angels Wings And Doves
Poem by Kristi Day Illinois


The heavens opened up their gates
From in the clouds above
A flock and Angels few to earth
In search of precious doves

The need was great for this rare bird
The bird of peace and love
It's feathers made to Angel wings
For Angels up above

It's soothing coo will lullaby
The tiny Angels' rest
For Heaven sent the Angels here
For doves that are the best

It's fallen feathers white as snow
For Angel wings to be
With tender care and loving hands
Made through eternity

So if you see a precious dove
An Angel is close by
Collecting feathers lovingly
For Angel wings to fly