My ANGEL IN BLACk

My ANGEL IN BLACk

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
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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

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gypsyheart
I agree with you spiritwalker-our angels comes in various disguises-even in black leather clotheshug
boyshchrm6
Modern angels.Angels can take many forms.
Very uplifting.angel
sabeel
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.sad flower
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