An Angel's Hand
He was only seventeen,
yet he tried to win
all battles life threw at him,
acting with manners of a whim.
One day, and old man caught
him as he sadly smoked pot.
So appalled by the boy's vanity,
he resolved to bring him sanity.
Today, the boy is a medical doctor,
thanks to the old man being a factor
to his life. Immortalized in his soul,
are ashes carried in a golden bowl.
Date of Entry: 26/05/2017
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2017
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