In the Hands of An Angel
I saw life pass me by,
too far away to feel its flame;
too many times to hope for change.
To my surprise an angel came.
For they were an answered prayer
that they would follow me anywhere.
They both reached for me like a mirrored pair.
With arms stretched out I found my way there.
And their love was strong & the tears were few
the years slipped by, as years usually do.
Some people feel the weight of time,
which slows their step and their bodies begin to unwind
the Angel said that`s the affect of passing time.
A captive of time,
I asked the Angel to set me free,
and the sweet voice said, Grab my hand and Come with me?.
Copyright © Deloris Smith | Year Posted 2008
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