Just when night seems darkest

And no rays of dawn appear,

We may feel the gentle presence

Of an angel drawing near.



Tenderly the words are spoken,

"I was sent to comfort you,

To help you bear your heavy burden

Till this troubled time is through."

What sweet relief we feel, enveloped

In the robes of purest love,

 What comfort in the visit

Of a messenger from above.

In memory of my dear Grandmothers

Grace Boone

and

Chloe Bater

God Bless and keep you both.

I know you both are watching over me from above

"If tears could build a

stairway and memories a lane

I'd walk right up to Heaven

and Bring you home again."