Essence of Angels
Another angel has been sent to me
out of the misty blue
floating amidst me like a feather
to lightly caress my heart
to wisp away the heartaches deep within
One just never knows
when an angel will appear
to lighten our load
to embrace our being, our wholeness
to massage away our pain
One just never knows
when an angel will appear
to tickle our funny bone
Or
Merely rest beside us
to care for, carry
and uplift us
One just never knows.....
That is the ESSENCE of angels!
Papa commented on Essence of Angels
05-21-2010
Insideme commented on Essence of Angels
05-21-2010
DrewMcNee commented on Essence of Angels
05-21-2010
05/21/2010
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Whispering Woods | 1 | 09/07/2010 |
| Take me, take me away....to pure sereneness | 2 | 08/06/2010 |
| Wounded Soul | 1 | 08/04/2010 |
| Native Souls | 0 | 06/22/2010 |
| Like a Fading Whisper | 0 | 05/27/2010 |
| Essence of Angels | 3 | 05/20/2010 |
| They Call the Wind Mariah | 1 | 05/17/2010 |
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.