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JLHunter
Senior Member

since 2006-10-08

Posts 557
CA United States

0 posted 2006-10-16 10:27 AM

An Angel’s Gift

An angel soared into this vale
When looking for a place to light,
While seeking shelter from the wild
Through sun-bright day and dew-kissed night.
Then setting out to mark her trail
Upon this world of pain and strife,
This angel formed a perfect child
And filled her mother full with life.

Unfair as life can often seem,
This child was born with trials to bear.
And as her body ached with pain,
She smiled as though without a care.
Through days and years this child did grow
--As God helped doctors from above--
This perfect spirit’s pain-wracked vessel
Heals with laughter, and mends with love.

And so this child of kindly heart
Did venture forth to charm this place,
With wisdom far beyond her years,
In measured steps of ageless grace.
The world gave way, the crowds did part
To show this child of God a day
Where faces lined with pain and fears,
Were smoothed with joy as tears gave way.

As love and laughter fill the days,
In every place Where God’s child went,
The angel sees this good take hold,
And knows her time was wisely spent.
Exalted angel then parts ways
--Her work now through, this love well-sown--
Returning now to Heaven’s fold
As God’s child now grows on her own.

And if the world’s a brighter place
--The only reason can be found--
Is where this child spreads her charm
And where her feet have touched the ground,
The angels follow trace by trace
To learn the ways that love has brought,
And wonder at pain’s fail to harm
The love and joy this child has wrought.

Pinky: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!

Sarkany
Junior Member

since 2006-10-14

Posts 32

1 posted 2006-10-16 12:21 PM

Hi

You are a true poet
But I guess you know it
Your work certainly show it
A master craftsman at work.

Sarkany

JLHunter
Senior Member

since 2006-10-08

Posts 557
CA United States

2 posted 2006-10-16 01:35 PM

Hi, Sarkany.

Yes, my dad would agree. Except that HE used to say:

You're a poet,
and didn't know it,
but your feet show it--
they're Longfellows.

Thanks for the nice comments...

John

Pinky: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!

ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-02-22

Posts 9353
Michigan, USA

3 posted 2006-10-16 11:12 PM

Grin...Longfellows.

The innocense of this made me feel happy inside. Inspiring write.

You are really on quite a creative roll!
TD

JLHunter
Senior Member

since 2006-10-08

Posts 557
CA United States

4 posted 2006-10-17 11:57 AM

Hi, TD.

Yes, my dad gave me quite a complex...

This was written specifically for a sweet, angelic girl who was born with Turner's Syndrome. She is one of the happiest people whom I have ever met, yet she has had more trials, operations and pain in her life than anyone should ever have to endure--let alone a sweet young girl.

Thanks again for those ispirational comments. It makes me want to write more.

John

Pinky: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!

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