Grandmas Christmas Angel
Grandma’s Christmas angel was well known in our house
She had been speaking of her for years
None of us needed to see her
For Grandma’s descriptions readily brought her image
Into our mind’s eye
We never expected to see her, but the night Grandma passed
her Christmas angel visited each of us in our dreams
She was exactly as Grandma had described.
I have won the best prize of all, Grandma’s voice said.
It was a comfort.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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