Sitting in the darkness one cold winter night Alone with memories confused As to why her existence mattered at all For an evil spirit it touched her soul But God had a strong hold and would not let go He did not forsake her or leave her that night He sent her an angel to show her the light
He stood in the door way a prince of a man In a black leather jacket and bible in hand His voice was so gentle so cool so calm Touching her shoulder hand held up high Closing his eyes he then did reply
Jesus sent me to save you I’ll do you no harm In Jesus name you must go on Days will get better the nights not so long The pain you are filling soon will be gone She felt the stillness that filled the air And knew that her guardian angel was there
Her guardian angel was not dressed in white He had no halo that glowed in the night He had no wings of silver or gold For her guardian angel wore black leather clothes
Written by Dorothy Elaine Calvert Copyrights
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
This is all true and my guardian Angel became a good friend of mine a wounderfull young man I was having a really hard time dealing with things when my husband died in 1999 and I didnt want to live then out of the blue this wounderfull man showed up at my door when I asked him what he wanted he replyed with the words I have written There really are Angels with us
dear poet spiritwalker, really i am not sure about the story told here, but i know something happens after in our beloved ones death which makes us more pain and loneliness in life. in my india , i heard more and more stories like this , even in my states..
who knows the really what happense after our death... sabeel.
Comments (3)
Very uplifting.
really i am not sure about the story told here, but i know something happens after in our beloved ones death which makes us more pain and loneliness in life.
in my india , i heard more and more stories like this , even in my states..
who knows the really what happense after our death...
sabeel.