My Angel

• Rachel Greenwood, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2017

My hand reaches out to touch you,
But there's nothing there to hold.
My soul still it aches for you,
Without you this world's become so cold.

I pray that you'll return,
One day with wings out wide.
An angel's hand in lock with mine,
Across to the other side.

I'll take your hand, hold it tight,
And never let it go.
For it's you that I will love forever,
This I hope you know.

We'll meet again not far from now,
Up in the heavens high.
In heaven we'll stay forevermore,
And never again say goodbye.