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This is a poem/prose, that I had written only one month before my best friend had passed away from the effects of leukemia, She had just turned 18, She weighed 86lbs. chemo therapy no longer had any effect on her. I cried and prayed for her everyday. She was not a "christian", My heart was broken, I cried when I wrote it, She cried when she read it.
She was level 4 when this was written.
I know that someday I will see her again.
I believe this with all of my heart.
This event has effected my life greatly.

"This Prayer is from the deep well of my soul..."

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~Angie's song~

~My beautiful fawn, your red long hair will one day shimmer in the morning and evening sun. Your children's children will play a wonderful song.

~The day that you go away from me, is the day that my soul will perish, If you do not know my Joy.
No, I can not allow this, I will not!

~All of Heaven will rejoice at your humility, Heaven awaits those who diligently seek him. And you will ! I believe this.

~You are my pure white dove. your wings are strong to fight the winds of change.

~As the great tempest moves in upon you, asking no questions, seeking no answers, So your strength will prevail and your wings shall grow stronger. You will fly higher then the eagle which seeks its prey from the clear blue sky. Faster then the humming bird which speedily races about, to fulfill the purpose for which it was created.

~All of the heavens are seeking your presence, All of the heavens will rejoice at your humility. My soul longs to hear your voice, My heart desires to hug your neck, to hold you in my arms and sing a new song into your listening ear.

~"You are my love, Angel, You are my joy."

~I was dead for 12 years, locked in my prison. The bars were so strong and though I tried, they just would not break.
I looked for a sign from heaven, but it did not appear. I cried with a loud voice, but none could hear me, there was no one, no one to comfort me and those who even dared to try, I would not let them into my cell of shame. I could not eat the words of life any longer. My heart had hardened and my soul grew a heavy crust round about it.

~I exchanged joy for bitterness and love for fear.
the enemies of my soul have danced about me with great joy at my demise. My heart longed for a word of love, but it did not come...

...that is, until now.

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~You have heard my cries oh Lord, You have seen my tears,
the depths of my sorrows have entered the gates of your inner court. You alone are the Majestic One. there is none beside you no, none shall there ever be.

~Your grace has fallen like a sweet spring shower upon my head and I love you. My Angel has come just as you have promised. you alone are true.

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~My Angel from heaven, one word of encouragement from your lips has healed the bones of my broken soul. My blood is become new again. My mouth is dry with a passion to hear your voice. As I exit the doorway of your chamber to begin another day, the sun seems a little brighter and the rain no longer brings despair, but a freshness to a weary and desert land. Flowers have begun to grow in my field once again,
your smell is that of the finest perfume, the kind that draws and does not repel.

~You are Awesome My Angel! You are My Awesome Angel.

~Heaven would be a terrible place without you.... Oh my soul cries out for you to be there. Waiting for me. For God so loved Angie, that he gave his only begotten Son
that if she would just believe in him she would not perish, but have everlasting life.

~The streets of gold will be brighter and a little more pure when you are there.

~I want your mansion next to mine. I want to walk in newness of life with you, I want to stroll down to the rivers of healing with you. My strong desire is to be there when you drink and to see your beauty return to you with a vengeance. Not only the beauty of the outer shell, but the wonderful beauty of the love that is hidden deep within you.

~Please allow the cistern of my heart, to enter the deep well of your soul. Please allow Him to nurse it back to health.
"I will water it and it shall sprout,"
"I will feed it and it shall grow,"
"I will comfort it and it shall blossom" and He will cause His Son to shine upon it and it shall flourish mightily! for ever and ever.

~Angie. I LOVE You So. You are my Angel!~

Angie died only one month later.

© David W. Smith 2009
davidsmith03@comcast.net

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