In my grandparents' house,
some people watch
over us.
Two
are women,
and I believe
two others are men.
The women who reside
in this house
with us
talk.
They laugh
and simply talk.
But I cannot sleep
with them talking
and giggling.
So
I told
them they needed
to be very quiet...
for it was time
for us all
to fall
asleep.
They listened.
I don't hear
them giggling and talking.
But without a doubt,
they are there,
watching over
us;
protecting us
from the energy
that killed the animals.
And without a shadow
of a doubt,
they're loving
us
from the
other side of
Heaven that is real.
©LJ
5 August 2014
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