To Take You Home

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I watch from above

waiting for the right time

for the final word

They grip his hand

plead for him to stay with them

Ask him to speak

They must hurry now

time is running out for him

But closure is needed

I finally hear them

words covered with cries

"Let Go and Be Free"

I smile and travel down

take him by the hand

Pull him from his body

We can make him new

His body no longer broken

His heath no longer a burden

Life is better for him

The family will heal in time

He can visit in their dreams

His legs are perfect

as they were when he was young

Forgiveness was granted for the things he had done

I see this happen many times a day

Some people happier

While their loved ones mourned

People call me death

But Satan causes that

I am here on Gods will

To take people home

Give them wings to fly

Take back what was denied them

I make them angels

Angels of God

Lovers of Life

So when you see me

Don't hesitate

Come to me with open arms

I will take you home

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