Wondered Descension

After her descension
no one really asked
how she got the scar.
they simply stared.
pierced thru the shambles
she called life,
tore thru her false pretenses
dropped their cold gaze to
her nail bed and assumed.
assumed the dirt and blood
which held buried secrets
came from clawing her way from hell..
never believing that an angel
can have both..
a keloid scar from the fall,
and the earthern remains
from constantly
picking yourself up
and apart.
angels walk among us
and greet us with toothless smiles

to be continued................................

mom and grand,
well, mom. you've been there the longest and i know somethings have changed. but, could you please make sure he's comfortable? see, he may have friends there, but he doesn't have family there.. at least not ones he's close to, or could easily recognize. you'll know him immediately... he has a wide smile like pops, and a way with words, particularity cursing, like dad... aunt suzy will flirt with him, but keep them away from each other... The two of them could get into a lot of trouble... no matter what they say. grand, he loves music and i bet he can take you back to the days when you danced and didn't have a care in the world. watch him though, he doesn't discriminate, he loves the ladies. his birthday is sunday... two years from the day we said out last goodbyes to you grand. grand you had four girls, their mom four boys... and you know what's it's like to lose your first born at a young age... the one with promise and a mind of their own... i will take care of the youngest as he allows me to.... comforting and offering support...
great grand... i know i don't have to ask, but out of respect. as the elder, can you allow a warrior into our village? he can tell some stories now.. he'll keep you laughing... but you already know these things. just let him know he's not alone there, and we'll never allow his baby brother to be alone down here....
alright?