Sainted Wraiths
On God's grace...
Can you see these sainted wraiths?
Angels in empty spaces
Ghostly hands cupping faces
Leaving ethereal lover’s traces
For though I am not faithless
I can be led to question God’s graces
Why he loves some of these strangers
Yet crushed my Hearts Aces
Memories now half unremembered
My hearts passion stirred
By my prayers I feel unanswered
For a cure to my lover’s cancer
Sometimes I will smooth down the bed
Alone I talk to her instead
As her memory lies still in my head
I crave to unravel time’s feckless thread
To sunder the very earth apart
In the hopes again to start
Removing these regrets I had
To turn my sadness into glad
These sainted wraiths
Angels with empty faces
Tears in lonely spaces
A soul mates forgotten traces
Lord let it all be for naught
Sleepless answers I sought
Grieving hands I wrought
These soul healing tears
Heart relieving fears
Mentally healing cheers
So that I can let this pain go
To unburden my tomorrow
Let her lie in lovers throw
Let my heart regrow
Let dieing promises last all time
A speck in your grand design
To know all will be fine
As she stares down from clouds divine
These sainted wraiths
Angels with smiling faces
Laughter filling crowded spaces
God’s loving graces