I remember an angel
She cried in my sleep one night
Her Voice was all broken
Her spirit was in flight
She came to me
I know not why
Her life perhaps in tatters
But she came to me, that's all that matters
She seemed so lonely
Her heart broken, bleeding
Her voice weak
Silently pleading
What was I to do
I was astounded
Is this my angel
My calling
My love finding a home
At last
It seemed so sure
Love set in a cask
But strange things happen with angels
They bring a message heaven sent
Their charters sometimes obscure
The message blurred or bent
Yes, my angel found me
Why you ask, but not I
I place myself in God or whoever
I know they will not lie
So... my Angel did not love me
At least not in the human way
But we are a kindred spirit
This I am glad to say
So... if your angel come to you
Crying in the night
Don't be scared or frightened
Let your love be held in sight.
cc Mervyn Graham
I believe it is best to always leave room enough in your life for the angels to play. Though their messages aren't always clear, their guidance can't be denied. Very much enjoyed your scribe. PEACE
Very poignant Mervyn. It's remarkable how we humans share so many varying emotions. I think each experience must mould us into our own sentient being. Have a quick check at my Celestial Fantasy to demonstrate my meaning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem 9/10. Angels do come with messages and guidance, sometimes intangible though.