My Little Friend

She came around on minute limbs, Smiling like she’d discovered some great Happiness. She giggled and she whispered, songs Healing and embracing, glistening like the stars On a ceiling of sapphire skies She taught me about what it means to believe In the poetry of roses, breathing hope and healing Through the sunrise revealing… Her kindness, her abiding grace, the wishes and promises Brought to life by her embrace, hugs and kisses – Cuddles that gentle the spirit and reply to the darkness With light beyond stilling, light that trembles, glowing Like the halos on the angel’s thoughts She reminded me of moments I treasured, Firefly dreams and startling victories for the joys Felt deep within, where her presence filled me to the brim With treasured reflections, imaginations so alive They stirred to life the sweetest kinds of magic, fairy-tale Thrills and inspirational feelings Her heart, reflected in the snapshots Little glories she taught me to hear when I couldn’t believe In the angels with their stardust displays, The urging of stories meant to be believed By small ears, slight tears – This visitor of mine, she grew through the years To become the sparkle in my eyes, The way I bled hope through my smile, The lingering of a love far more alive – than it would have been Without her, my little friend! A Visitor Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Julia Ward April 9, 2023