I entered through the postern gate,
And spied an ethereal being, there
Amongst the rambling roses, in wait
For me. An Angel with face so fair.
And as I crossed the misty lawn,
He turning smiled, and circled thrice,
And if I had not known that I'd been born,
Assuredly, I would have been in paradise.
A feeling of such significance,
Stole through my body and my soul,
This Angel of such magnificence,
Had made my tattered spirit whole.
© Ernestine Northover
Oh Ernestine, this is such a beautiful sign of love and peace, all that I hope for you and your family, healing and beauty Love Duncan x
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Ahh, the ethereal slice of Poetry...WRAPPED IN HEAVEN SENT...I LIKE THIS, ERNESTINE.yOUR QUASI-STYLE APPROACH OFFERS AN ENDLESS SPECTRUM OF TOPIC, , , FINE CRAFTSMANSHIP, ERNESTINE''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR