Sunday, April 7, 2013

When Angels Cry

I heard it said the other day

that when someone dies

all the angles cry.

I couldn’t believe my ears.

There is no reason for tears

on that day; instead

it’s a day to celebrate.

 For leaving this earth and its hardship

and ascend to God’s heavenly home,

has got to be a joyous occasion;

not one of sorrow.

The devil and death I fear not,

God’s mercy and grace keep me warm.

 I implore the angles Rejoice when I die;

Rejoice for I’m coming home.


  1. Very nice! This puts a smile on my face, even as I think of others who have gone on before me. Thanks for writing this poem and sharing it, too!