One day I felt the angel's hand
Brushing my cheeks, on a slow train
Watching the long-lived trees pass by
And homeless men out in the rain.
The many years sped down the line
She whispered small words that she gave
I knew she was a love divine
For any mortal would have stayed
And had much more to say; and now
She makes my wings lighter to bear
My spirit sheltered in this life
By certainty that she is there.
The angel's presence strays so far
By time and distance measuring
Until her light falls by my hands
And leads me to its treasuring.
Watching the long-lived trees pass by And homeless men out in the rain..................beautiful watching....homeless men out in the rain so painful and heart touching.....lovly poem thanks
Such a gorgeous penning... I believe in Angels Frank and you certainly brought this one to life! HG: -) xx
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Aside from protecting us, Angels gives guidance, inspiration and love! This poem is well penned, has eloquence and style! . Top mark.