When She Sings Poem by Raouf Reda

Once upon time, I was standing in front the chapel
Praying to God to help me with my struggle
Then I saw a cute little Angel, holding her guitar
Standing in front of every one like a shining star
Started to praise the Lord with her sweet voice
She touched my soul, she made my heart rejoice
For seconds I thought that I was hallucinating
Realizing life when she played on my heartstring
How could an Angel live between us?
How could any creation be as gorgeous?
Isn’t me? The only one who can see?
That she was made in heaven perfectly.
No it wasn’t me alone,
Everyone, her song has touched
everyone who's listened well
Is helplessly beguiled
every mouth has sung along
and every mouth has smiled
She is so much a woman
and she is so much a child
when she sings