Twas twilight as the moon hid behind the grey clouds

The rains that had been pouring all day

Drenched the grounds and drowned the flowers today

I look out as I recall my mothers voice from the past

'Did you know that each raindrops are when angels cry'

I looked at her in dismay.....'NO'

'OH Yes very much so, you see when ever a child dies, the angels that assigned them cries'

I blinked my eyes and looked at her thinking.....how can so many of them die...its not fair

She smiles and looked at me with that knowing smile that mothers have

'Yes they cry because they are happy that their little angles have returned home'

I bow my head to think for awhile...'but what about those left behind'

'Yes I know its sad, but they should not be...because each of us will return when we have God in our lives'

'And those that don't ' I stared at her with frightened eyes

She sighed a broken sigh...looked at me with sad eyes...'they have made their choice, we are not to question why...because that is life my child'

She seamed so sure of all this, I have yet to understand the WHYS....sigh

She hugged me close then I hear the rain and thunder outside as it brings me back from the past

When ever I hear raindrops and thunder it always takes me back to the past...sigh

Kaila George

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