March 28th, 2007
(in loving memory of Natalie Giambattistia)
God's vultures swooped down
and snatched an angel.
She still wanted to run.
God's messengers came down
and informed a family---
She's no longer able.
God's tears ran down
and soaked a home.
Her room is empty.
God's arm stretched out
and held a mother--
Clutching her daughter's tennishoes.
God's night entered in
and protected siblings' restless slumber.
He runs to hold her with long-awaited elation.
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Beautiful, and warming. Thanks.
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