TRAYVON MARTIN

Young black child,
shall you suffer no pain, ignorance stole your life in vain...
Young black child,
you're with God now,
blessed with eternal peace in Heaven's clouds...
Young black child,
you've received your halo and wings,
soar down to your Mother's heart to ease her pain...
Young black child,
Rest In Peace...

WHITNEY HOUSTON...

Thank you for the blessing,
angel in disguise...
Your gifted voice,
soared through heaven's sky...
Your ebony eyes, reflected your inspiring soul,
your smile lit up the entire world...
You will be missed by many near and far.
Angel spread your wings, spakle like a star,
eternal life of peace, your free to be just who you are...

SILENT BLESSING

Silence seduces the night,
shadows captured in the moon's light...
secrets endlessly whispered amongst the wind,
confessions of thy soul,
seeks forgiveness for past sins...
Spirit fly high,
angels set you free,
your life is blessed through all eternity...

RAIN

Swiftly falling from the sky,
graceful as the wings on a butterfly...
Sometimes blending with the wind,
sometimes rolling off my chin...
At times when the sun blesses us with light,
you embrace the rainbow's colors so bright...
Your tune, never twice the same,
tapping the ground or dancing off a windowpayne...
Of all the different types of weather,
Winter, Spring, Summer and fall,
You are my most favorite of all...

STILL...

I can still hear your laughter,
I can still see your smile,
I can still feel your presence when I'm missing you and feeling down...
You opened your heart and home,
to my children and I,
Unconditional love, compassion and support,
you helped us through our hard times...
Mama Mary, words can't express,
the blessing you were in our lives, I must confess...
Our love for you, will always be in our hearts,
You're an angel now, never shall we be apart...

ANGELS

I know they're with you day by night.
Protecting your innocence, guiding your life...
At five months old, I can reminisce,
your chestnut eyes looking up...
The bright, warm, smile that surfaced on your cute face,
your excitement from their embrace...
Through the years, as you grew,
never did they abandon you...
Now your eighteen, a young man,
I know in my heart, they still protect and guide you...
Mommy can't see them but I know you can.
When I say my morning prayers,
I thank God for blessing you with angels,
I believe you can see...
I pray your angels will be with you through eternity...
I pray to God, thanking him everyday,
for blessing me with you, my son, my angel,
who sings to me everday.
My special angel who has touched my heart and soul...
To you, Demi, I've learned so much in your autistic world...

STARRY EYES '85'

Brisk, cold air,
settles the night...
Highlighted moon,
reflects through my ebony eyes
Gypsy soul, ocean tides,
gypsy child's reminiscence,
life as Starry Eyes, '85.'