Three paces behind -
Walks my angel
Her energy felt everywhere
I look over, see her silhouette -
Peace over me
Visiting only every couple of months now -
Used to be weekly if not even more
How often she comes to me -
Doesn't really matter
Her voice in my head, or hand on my arm -
When I'm feeling down -
She always is around
Sometimes she stays for awhile -
Others not so much
Hearing her whisper in my ear -
Gives me warmth & goosebumps
She likes to play games on me -
That I don't like much
We had a silly accent that we used to talk in -
The only time I can talk like that now
Is when I feel her strongly
Once I talked in that accent & didn't realize it even
Before I knew it & paid attention
Out of me, came her voice!
Always checking in on me & giving strong advice -
Regularly, in my ear she whispers
Don't give up on him; he is the one
I know it's hard now -
In the end, it will be worth it, you'll see!
But she is always with me -
Good & bad days alike
Looking over me -
Even in the afterlife
My best friend she was -
Angel for me now
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Author:
Cassie Hays (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 4th, 2023 01:03
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
I read and re-read your poem and was mildly shocked and suddenly touched by the last section. I think it is a fine and not at all a sad poem, but an expression and sharing of the love between two people.I am a little confused however in that I can't be sure if the companion, the angel, is your, the speaker's child.Very touching poem. Thanks for sharing. Keep up the good poetic, literary work.
Actually the person I am referring to in this write, is my sister.
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