It Was An Angels Voice
at times, I get an odd sensation that I am not alone
out of the corner of my eye, a shadow stirs
once, I felt a hand stroking my raven hair
as mother used to do . . .
I like to think mother is my very own angel
watching over my earthly journey
as I wept one day I heard a gentle voice
so soothing and comforting to my soul
words only mothers know how to use . . .
I recall being sick and oh, so afraid
there was a hand holding mine, I felt it
it took the hurt away
I no longer feared the end
so I left this earthly realm we call earth
and wandered in the dim afterlife . . .
but a voice whispered to me, "it is not time"
it was an angels voice . . .
and so I returned to this earth again
to finish my journey with a new inner strength
still when I am doubtful and unsure
an angel guides my way . . .
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June 21, 2013
Poetry/Free Verse/it was an angels voice
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