MY FRIEND THE ANGEL
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
I asked for his help
But he hesitated
I thought he didn’t hear
I just waited
Until he came near
And placed one hand on my shoulder
For all the others to see me
As I shivered getting colder
A circle of heat fell to my feet
A pink velvet gown was placed around me
A soft smile before my tear stained face
A white dress of pure lace
With a feathered wing
Silent voices began to sing
I was the centre of this golden ring
They calmed me down
My heart began to steady
They kissed my frown
They said I was ready
For what?
To except what they could do
My breathing slowed to the rhythm
They were sent to me from heaven
Silk steps danced in time
To the words of the archangel
Who chanted a rhyme
As though I was a babe in a cradle
I fell a sleep
Whilst healing did creep
Soft feathers wiped away
As I did weep
They got me ready for another day
So much pink
All around
From the ceiling to the ground
I didn’t want them to go away
If they can hear me still
Please stay
Feed me another pill
As your medicine did help me
Even for a couple of hours
Perhaps three
My heart feels better
I didn’t write a letter
But I did ask allowed
And a dear friend prayed for me
Though I didn’t think it would work
As I am one in a huge crowd?
Why did they pick me?
How grateful I am to my friend
I can’t pretend
I’m no way fixed
But like a recipe
I have most of the ingredients for the mix
So hands together
And friends forever
Thank you so much
For my heart you
always touch
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