by Stephen Pearmine

Created on: June 05, 2008   Last Updated: June 17, 2008

The blazing sun shone from above.
The sky now a beautiful blue, it was heavanly.
The pink flowers nearby looked dazzling as they swayed in the slight breeze.
The stream a few metres away moved with elegance.
This was a lovely sight to behold.
Please be with me he thought.
He was thinking back to his wife, now dead.
Her ashes had been scattered at the local cementary.
Such a sad day, people crying uncontrollably.
I love you, I love you.
The grass greener since the ashes of her went in.
Now flowers grew around the area.
Even the nearby pond more fish swam, like her soul had created more life.
She was an angel from heaven.
He felt somewhat lost without her.
The emptiness in his spirit.
But he should not give up in such terrible times.
As he would see her again, in a more wonderful place.
I wish you were still here he thought.
She was beside him without him realising it.
Her angel wings brushed his back.
He felt something, but was not sure?
Then a thought entered his mind that she was safe.
He then felt at peace.
Now he was back in his bedroom, away from where he had just visited.
Laying his head down on the soft pillow.
He slept.
Not a worry in the world.
Life was good.
Thank you god.

The End.

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