Goodbye Sweet Angel

These tears Idare not cry would scorch my cheeks and run the rivers dry hurt and pain consumes my soul, as I ask myself why?
She left with no words and took to the skies, these tears threaten the dams, but I dry my eyes.

I dare not cry, for if I did I'd cry for my daughters, I'd cry for my sister and I'd cry for my first love because i miss her.

She was beautiful in every way like the dawns first light and she caressed the earth like the stars when the moon shines bright. I wish I could ask her why she left us that night, as she dressed for the evening in wings and all white took to the skies like a dove takes flight flew straight to the heavens in the sparkling twilight. 

She left love in an abundance as she left on that eve, and tears in my eyes and my heart on my sleeve. As I sit in this corner and write as I grieve, I wish she was here so i could beg her, don't leave!

I'd hold her in my arms, tell her I love her and then sigh, instead of holding back these tears I dare not cry.  

                                           Poetry By
                                     Rodney C. Rozier