An Angel Came knocking at my door......
Her Name Gail Angel Doyle...................
She came and tapped my shoulder at the right time....
I don't know if she knew I needed the tap.
I felt this very strange BUT beautiful light.
A light I felt one time, after God's light appeared before me in a vision, in the after life.
I know Gail & I, are 2 total different poets.
She writes of light and from the heart.
I write from the twisted ways in my world.
After reading her sad goodbye. I fell into tears.
Cause, then and only then
I felt as If I was losing my silent friend.
I also felt that one good tap, leave my shoulder:-(
You know the one that say's everything will be alright, and I am not alone-
Gail, I don't know what you think of me,
I am sorry for being part of what made this place to be an uncomfortable haven
for you and other poets.
Truly I am not one who will hurt others, I usually try to stay away.
Sad as it is I gave into the grief too many times.
Sometimes with the fear-- that I was alone.
Now, here I cry like a little girl moving up --in a lonely world
Leaving all the perfect feelings behind, like back in the 3rd grade
Gail, today I woke up, and for some reason you were on the mind
Perhaps, a little voice, that said --Wake up you're not alone anymore
I want you to know, I read your poems, and blogs many times
Every time I walked away with a smile,
No reason for you to hear this voice from the little girl inside
Know this, your words always made me shine.
In a dream I spoke to you once before
The way you stayed, and walked us all into a poetic world of light
Gail Angel Doyle is the perfect poetic name for you.
It is painful to see you go. \pd