This poem was written in 2016 soon after my heavenly daughters demise. Some words get trapped in my head and I have to release them. It is what it is.
Hallways of Whispers Ⓒ by Donna Rae Lands
Hallways of whispers, darkest night...
Paradise's journey for Angel’s flight...
She was sent through the gateway of eternal light...
She cried and she died that very night...
Her son by her side, no rescue in sight...
Hallways of whispers, darkest night...
The child revealed the killers wrong...
Told in his toddler orphan song...
She was sent through the gateway of eternal light...
He could not watch the mother linger...
Set up, she was the dead ringer...
Hallways of whispers, darkest night...
Protection plans always lay best...
Work was all done and now the rest...
She was sent through the gateway of eternal light...
Chances were hidden from her sight...
Wounded knees crawl with all her might...
Hallways of whispers, darkest night...
She was sent through the gateway of eternal light.
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