Visions of a Miracle
When I close my eyes,
She appears
with a calming presence
about her
Standing before me
In a golden angelic light
She speaks to me
Without saying a word
And with a reassuring smile
She opens her beautiful
Wings of pure white
To unveil,
A child laying in a bed
of heavenly clouds
Tears run down my cheek
As I realize,
What this guardian angel
was showing me
This infant,
She protected
In her wings of love
I would someday hold
This miracle of life
in my arms
As this child’s, Mother
Copyright © April Cinq-Mars | Year Posted 2005
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