My Angel Poem by Ernestine Northover

My Angel

Rating: 4.9

An angel floated overhead,
With such soft gentle eyes,
I lay entranced upon my bed,
'Is this like when one dies? ',
The notion flashed quick through my mind,
How was it he was here,
Why was he hovering, I was inclined,
To ask, but I in fear
Did not have courage to move or speak,
I seemed completely dumb,
There was no way that I could seek
An answer, I felt too numb.
He spread his wings and flew away,
The mists rolled in above,
And I sensed that I just had to pray,
My heart was filled with love.
I raised my head and looked around,
And then suddenly I knew
It was a dream and with awareness, found
My angel had been you!

© Ernestine Northover

My Angel
Uriah Hamilton 07 October 2005

God Bless your angel, Ernestine!

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Simon Whild 02 November 2005

Nice twist, Ernestine. The poem flows really well. Lovely.

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Paul Mwenelupembe 16 February 2013

A very nice piece of writing. This is beautiful. Anyway, would you mind to read my poems? I have turn of screws, My Angel and the like. Kind regards

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Andrew Blakemore 26 September 2008

A very beautiful poem as always, very touching climax. Love, Andrew x

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Uriah Hamilton 14 August 2006

Lovely sweet thought, contacting my angel.

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Duncan Wyllie 03 April 2006

The scribes hand has not faultered.This is a poem of pure bliss.Love to you Ernestine! Love From Duncan

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Emma Johnson 15 March 2006

Your style, Ernestine, can conjure up any atmosphere even that of a hovering Angel. What a gift!

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