An Angel Spoke


photo c/o Lisheng Change,


Words flow from the heart of a chosen angel
as gentle touches, a saving grace
Fly, little guardian, to part sweet sorrow
never distant, never say goodbye
For a gift as you, lifetime’s enduring
ever closer, the nearness of you
Heart sounds quaver, a tender soul healing
a smile responsive, your word’s awaiting
Their warmth and affection, gossamery
what I feel, what I wish and loving so

Now sleep, little angel, sweetest dreams
cuddle nearness of precious dwelling
in the heart and soul forever keeping

© Don MacIver Poetry 2017


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