And he quietly slipped away......

Just Before the Angels Come

Silently, she sits by his bedside

Watching as he sleeps throughout the day

Confused as to whether to be glad he’s still with her

Or pray that the Heavenly Father

Would send His angels to take him home today.

She knows the time is getting shorter

And at each breath she sees him take

She thanks God for this moment with him

And stays close lest he should wake

Are those angel’s wings that flutter:

Is that the sound that she now hears?

Perhaps in their love and mercy

They will brush away each precious tear.

Faith, hope and trust stay with her

She is sad but all hope is not gone

As turning her eyes toward Heaven

She listens for a Heavenly angels song…

She looks up as if to see them

Those the Father sent for this dear son

And although her earthbound eyes don’t see evidence

Her spirit knows there must be at least one.

One angel bending low to kiss the cheek

Of the child of God for whom the Father waits

One angel to bring him to the Father’s arms

Right through Heaven’s majestic Pearly gates.

- poem by Thena

In Memory

of

Joey G.

April 14, 1994 - April 28, 2007

Layout by his mother, Jen G.