Angel- a poem

Debbie’s granddaughter, Scarlett, found an angel in the reflection of their pond. ❤️😇

WHILE sleeping, I awoke to feel

A touch upon my face.

I looked and there before me was

An angel full of Grace.

THE warmth that came from being near,

Felt peaceful and divine.

And when they spoke, it sounded like

The music of wind chimes.

AND in a moment, time had passed

The angel had to leave.

But from that hour, evermore,

I always will believe.

Retm.