My Squad of Angels

My Squad of Angels

29 December 2017

They're not that far away;

all those who passed before.

They're waiting for my arrival

just behind this mortal door.

They're watching and guiding prayerfully

in that space that's just beyond.

They're in the creases of my heart;

a place they're very fond.

They're floating through my memories,

to help sort out my past.

They want me to find happiness,

but their flag is at half mast.

They do this to help me bear

the weight of struggles along the way. 

They want to give their strength to me

during every painful day.

They wait beyond my consciousness,

their warmth they want to share;

Sometimes I feel it blowing

in the wind that moves my hair.

I see them in a stranger's face

as a flicker or a feeling.

Sometimes the similarities

scare me through the ceiling.

I wonder if that person

may be sent from one who passed,

Or if a chance connection

is a hook my loved ones cast.

They're always looking out

for dangers along my way,

Because a path of positivity

may be just a choice away.

They speak to me with whispers

heard with my heart not ears.

When I think of them with love,

my grief slowly disappears.

When I start to change my thoughts

from missing them with sorrow,

Into a beautiful memory,

I get strength until tomorrow;

Then I start to feel them stronger,

in the shadows that are cast,

And I know that our connection

is NOT only in the past.

To me these thoughts do comfort

and fill my heart with song,

For through my Earthly Journey,

they will travel right along.

Dedicated in memory to:

Grandpa Schroeder, Nana, DK, Felicia, Erin, Uncle Garth, Grandpa Slider, Grandma Slider and to all the others who have passed and are lovingly protecting us still.