Angel Wings For Visits To Heaven

The day before Chynna past away, Auntie Barb brought 4 sets of wings to her bedside. She carefully pinned a set on each of my children explaining that they now had wings to visit their sister when she went to heaven. I wished that the fourth set was for me but she ever so gently pinned them to my tiny baby so that they would all match. My little girl was buried with them. After her funeral I took the rest of the wings and placed them into a memory box for safe keeping but took them out from time to time still wishing I too had a set to visit her heaven. Three years later I finally got wings. But they are not for me to visit my daughter. They are not to make me an angel. They are her wings. This is my tribute to an angel. 3.29.98