Heather Marie

A miracle of life granted by God.
Given love for selfless reason,
Taking a family through the seasons,
Month by month the time has only plod.

Gratuity has come along at last.
Happiness brought forth by God’s own pleasure.
Hording the bundle from heaven like a treasure,
Eliminating all the strife of the past.

Joy gives way in the wake of sorrow.
God reclaiming his angel by demise.
Loved ones searching for answers, more the unwise.
None could comprehend the loss of tomorrow.

Gone to heaven to become an angel.
Our loss, her gain, she’s happy with the angels.


Vincent W. Myers
Written 1991