Angels Psalm Poem by sylvia spencer

Angels Psalm

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Angels can be fast and some can be slow
but one thing is sure they are with us wherever we go.
I have a cat that I love so dear and one dark night she
was full of fear. In her throat a bone had stuck so tight
and it was causing her to have a sleepless night.
I prayed to the Lord to help her pain but all the praying
seemed just in vain. The only thing I could do was to be
her nurse, as I watched helpless as the pain got worse.
Then all at once she gave a great yelp, as if she was
saying 'oh God I need your help!
Then before I knew it her ordeal was at an end, the bone
was out and she was on the mend,
All of Gods Angels knew she needed aid, so they came
down to Earth to stop her from being afraid.
They blessed her with their loving touch,
because they knew she had suffered so much.
The pain had left her and she lay down to sleep
and for the rest of the night, I never heard another peep.
The Angels had left as soon as they came
but I know they will return again and again.
They all have a job to do, and that is to bless,
where there are sick and wounded in distress.
They kept dear Amber safe from harm,
that is why I called this The Angels Psalm

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Duncan Wyllie 10 September 2006

This has given me a lift and it is such a beautifully told story/poem Thankyou Sis Love duncan X

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Sandra Fowler 31 August 2006

What a beautiful poem, Sylvia. Just filled with faith and Heavenly light. I believe with all my heart that angels came to Amber's rescue. And may the joy of the angels also be yours my dear sister, friend now and always, Love, Sandra

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Scarlett Treat 30 August 2006

Knowing how much you love Amber, I can see why you would think the angels came for her aid, but I think her angel had a name - Sylvia. Sylvia Rose, in fact, with the love to give and the care to give and the loving touch with her animals and her flowers and her 'snail.'

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Another little section of your life with the perfect injection of humour into this flowing, non-prose, Trademark Sylvia piece. Fab. t x

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