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Whiskered Angel
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Whiskered Angel |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace 
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Whiskered Angel today I touched an angel's face a five o’clock shadow it wore his voice holds untold grace his touch heals much more whiskers rubbing against my fever truly made me sigh feeling them close to me as he embraced me good-bye yesterday he found out I was sick and there was a knock at my door wearing a smile so thick with gifts of comfort from the store there was soup, medicine and flowers a list he had followed to the letter even candy he must have spent hours everything in those bags could make you feel better I watched as he put most away alone thinking how grateful I was he was there thanking him for his kindness shown reminding him he might get the fever (said he didn’t care) my head was pounding I couldn’t think soon I had to lay back down as he offered me something to drink hot tea, honey and aspirin would be our next round he covered me in quilt and kindness sat and watched me as I slept another flaw (of me)he sees in blindness no sleep in his vigil of me is kept now it is morning and he not wanting to leave my fevered chill but off to work he must go exhausted from yesterday watching me sleep ill this whiskered angel promises to call to check on me soon though "I have already paid for all my future sins." Sade...(King of Sorrow) |
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Doug Pretorius Member
since 2001-04-08
Posts 81Ontario, Canada |
Helen: What a wonderful poem! Who couldn't love someone when they care for you that way? Kinda makes me wish I had someone to look after when they're sick  Doug |
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PoetriPrincess Member
since 2001-11-17
Posts 55CA / U.S.A |
It is a treasured time when we have someone you can depend on during a rough time it reminded me of when I was ill- Ifound out who my true friends really are and who was my Angel  Very nice sentiment. Like a Candle that continually burns in our hearts Protected, from the wind and never doused.  A Musician must make his Music, |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
1slick_lady - gracious words for your whiskered angel... BC |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big huggggsssssss) Oh Helen, this is sooooooo beautiful, God Bless him for keeping you comfortable and loved while you're healing! (sigh) He is so blessed to have such a sweet friend like you, just as I know you are! (smiles) He is a beautiful person, just as you are too! (kiss on cheek) Soooooooo beautiful and compassionate, I love it!!! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Helen, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
You know I love this one, it made me feel so melancholy for some reason! Kathleen (Kay) "When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey." Laurie Lee |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Lucky you. Well, not to be ill of course, but to have that angel handy! And good to see that you are well enought to pay tribute with this poem. Pass the soup . . . |
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