For my baby boy, flying high among the angels.

He came to me with broken wings.

And he wept bitter tears,

He said a fateful day was coming.

Full of human fears.

He took my hands.

He hugged me tight.

He sang a song,

Filled with fright.

My heart swelled large.

My thoughts they swam.

I pleaded for more,

I knew this was the end.

He shook his head.

He sighed low.

He reminded me,

I had far to go.

He said my mind.

Would lead the way.

To doubt it not,

On that darkest day.

He reminded me quietly,

Of the strength I had.

He mourned my loss,

He felt so bad.

He hated to remind me,

Of all who were lost.

That I was still needed,

No matter the costs.

I nodded and sighed.

My burden to bear.

I loved all my soldiers.

Both far and near.

His wings they were mended.

A test of my faith.

He rose above me,

And filled me with grace.

I shed not a tear.

This job of mine.

To raise up the hopes,

And the feelings and minds.

I smiled a sad smile.

He blew me a kiss.

I sighed in my misery.

Knowing I had no more bliss.

He waved and he vanished.

So fast, just a blink.

But I smiled despite myself,

At my Angel's bold wink.

With purpose in mind.

And destiny in stride.

I began the task,

Once before I had tried.

With him at my shoulder.

His voice in my head.

I knew my task finished.

Just as he'd said...