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.
No surgeon's knife could sever our cosmic embrace.

You are in heaven, my angel, my guide ever present at my side.
A heavenly reunion awaits us now;
because with God all things are possible that's how.

2002 Carol A. Foster