Guardian Angel
Just a small girl, an innocent rose bud
lost in daydreams while she walked
home from school, for several blocks.
It was a fine, spring day in Berkeley
warm sun's rays peaked through leaves
amidst the trees, by sidewalk streets.
Her school bag in hand, preoccupied
"Don't step on a crack or on a line
keep to the spaces, and you'll be fine."
And so she played the sidewalk game
until a call was heard, from mother dear
across the street, her voice so clear.
Without a thought, she ran to meet
her mother, yet she was unaware
of a speeding car, out of nowhere.
The vehicle descended fast
upon the child, on that center divide
within a split second, she could die.
And then, a supernatural event
as forces, unforeseen, took place
a split second, she flew to the sidewalk, safe.
This little girl had turned, was lifted up
then gently placed, she had escaped
was gathered by angel's arms, embraced.
My mother saw it all, before her very eyes
her child, rescued, by a miracle that day
and I, that little girl, am grateful I was saved.
Written on 10/6/2015
For Divine Intervention Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
* This is a true account that happened to me when I was six years old
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