One dark night as I lay sleeping
Worn down by a night of weeping
I was awakened by the sound
Of sweet soft music all around...
In the room there was a glow
And feelings of safety I'd yet to know
Beside me on the bed
Sat an angel at my head...
No dread was felt or sense of fear
For I sensed she was always near
Though never did a word she speak
She stroked my hair and touched my cheek...
I snuggled close as I felt I must
And for the first time I felt trust
With this guardian from above
Was the first time I felt love...
As her fingers stroked my hair
I knew I would someday this story share
I had angels as my "mothers"
I would survive to help others...
To let children know they are not alone
In this world of cold hard stone
When they suffer because of those they love
They are being watched over from above....
Some will live and carry on
Some the angels will carry home
But inside each tear that on a cheek does glisten
Lies a message for those who will listen...
And though they do not always appear
These angels they are ever near
And when we are faced with pain and wrath
There is a reason for the path...
Today when memories invoke sadness
Wondering if there was method to the madness
I cling tightly to the childhood sight
Of the angel in the glowing night.
-Author Unknown
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