Poem for, my beuatiful niece; ANGEL

ANGEL True to your name you are; Contemplating beyond our souls Not judging, elevating us to what We are; better men before your eyes. True to your being you are; Guided by divine breath, seeking Solely to expire your lungs so that We too could believe in the good life. True to your father you are; Him dispatching you, feeble limbs, Tiny hands, caressing our cheeks Reassuring of His never ending love. fonyuyson