ANGEL MOM Orphans, widows and widowers. A child taken away by death, Has no name for a Mom. Angel Mom is what she is, A love for her child that Knows no bounds. A strength from an unknown source. A pain so physical yet She lives on. Caring for and loving her Child in this world, Never knowing that Her child was an Angel, Here only for a while. Walking in two worlds. Her child’s and hers. Heartache felt of the loss, Compassion for other Angel Mom’s Is what she has. Angel Moms meet and share, Experiences and feelings of all They bear, Laughing and crying together, Giving comfort and peace, Of all those who feel What is so real. She flays as if drowning, But surfaces again, And knows she must go on, Till they meet again. Her child left home, Never to return. The loving arms are empty, And longingly they burn. Angel Moms gather In love and in friendship. Developing bonds to last A lifetime. Looking forward to each Time they are together, Remembering their child And giving tribute to them, For the life that they shared. Reliving the tragedy Of their greatest loss. Pleading for their child To be whole again. Waiting patiently for their Return to the arms Of the Mom that loves Them forever. Not seeing, hearing or touching Is an anger that seems To rear its ugly head, And tears her heart into Tiny shreds. Eagerly waiting for the time that She will go to her child’s Place of rest. To be with the child Who so suddenly left. Taking comfort, From knowing one day They’ll meet again, In the place that her Child has gone.