Forth of now there last I saw
a glint of then when she
began to smile again,
hope passed
beyond the dark of hours,
the distant sun
across the sky,  proud of all
it's glory strode

turning aside the
darkest clouds, turning frowns
the right way up,
heaven's tears,
sweet as any kiss from miles
above became a cleansing
touch of today's newborn
innocence, riding down
on every drop a glistening
angel tear fell
golden
to my cheeks.