An Angel
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Sitting on a park bench
feeling devastated
I’m drowning in my tears.
My mother has just died
and overwhelmed by grief
I’m near total collapse.
Because I was crying
I didn’t notice her.
Yet she sat beside me
and gently kissed my cheek
saying “go on and cry
“God will not think you’re weak.”
She hugged me tenderly
and my tears slowly ceased.
For this sweet child of six
in all her innocence
took time off from her friends
to bless me with a kiss.
A blessing in itself
her smile brought me comfort.
I don't know who she was
or why she sought me out
but she showed me angels
really do exist.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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