A Positive Grief PoemIn Heaven there is an Angel with wings of silk and goldWho once was a mere mortal whose life was not meant to grow old.She now dances amongst the flowers and sings with sweet melodic blissAnd comforts us here on earth with her loving cherubic kiss.There is no more pain and sadness for her only joy and happinessAnd for us we feel comfort in knowing that and the pain is less and less.The next time we cry a tear for her and it slides slowly down our faceKnow that her hands are cupping it with gentle, kind embrace.She knows our pain but wants us to live for her now and todayRemember, she reminds us, Im fr