Out of Despair
They had to pull us apart,
but they could never pull
you out of my heart.
They could part flesh but they
could not part love.
Now you fly free like a feather
falling from the wing of a dove.
The grief was almost too much to bear.
Now I am
healing, coming out of despair.
My child you will always
be, throughout all eternity.
No man can ever take that
away from me.
Our spirits connected beyond time and space.
surgeon's knife could sever our cosmic embrace.
You are in heaven, my angel, my guide ever present at
A heavenly reunion awaits us now;
God all things are possible that's how.
2002 Carol A. Foster