"They Can't Break Mom's Spirit"

From a website of poems by unknown poets, I found this simple poem that suited me. You can also find it at http://www.poemhunter.com/

Fallen Angel

I have fallen from sky, Fallen to the ground,
I am the angel of sadness, Angel of lost hopes,
Angel of lost dreams,
I am the fallen angel,
Fear me not, I am here for reason,
That reason is to have a second chance in life,
That life I was given for a reason,
They took my wings,
They took me apart made me human,
I was the fallen angel,
But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given,
This angel won’t make the same mistakes she made before,
This angel will go down the right path that has been chosen for her,
This fallen angel knows what she has to do to be forgiven.

~Jennifer Rondeau

And from http://www.poemhunter.com/ I found this poem by Dylan Thomas.

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning
theyDo not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by,
crying how brightTheir frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

~Dylan Thomas

For certain is death for the born
And certain is birth for the dead;
Therefore over the inevitableThou shouldst not grieve.

Bhagavad Gita,
Chapter 2(250 BC - 250 AD)