Saturday, April 28, 2012


In The Arms Of The Angel by Sarah McLachlan on Grooveshark

Drifting off into slumber
I bid that my dreams take me
To that quiet place with you
Where you forever walk a littoral paradise

My tears flowed like the rain
That simultaneously streamed down my window
When the news came
Brandishing its torturous edge

My soul went numb and cold
As it went to work on my quintessence
Rendering me a machine for a spell
As the blade cut me to my very core

In a split second all of our plans
Came tumbling down around me
Spilling out of my head and onto the floor
Landing askew like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle

1962 -  2012
Rest in peace, my angel in disguise


  1. Joanne, this is so painful but beautifully stated. My tears are joined with yours in this time of grief.

  2. Thanks so much for always being there for me!