Her world was small , not many people would she allow in it..
Her family meant more to her than she could utter or express..
They were her world, her life.. They were just simply the best ..
Then one day when she was no more than five years old ..
A tragedy occurred, a fire, to the family home as now this story unfolds..
Already emotionally inept, the small girl was taken from her family ..
Her parents had decided to have her stay with a neighbor, a very poor facsimile ..
She started to withdraw, would not eat and became quite weak ..
She missed her parents, her sisters, her older and younger brothers .. So shy, so scared, she couldn't even speak..
The Dr came and said .. " this child is grieving ..
She misses her family she feels alone, that is why she is not speaking"...
Alone she cried for days for someone to hear her ..
It was then she felt his touch, His gentle spirit ,
heard the rustle of his wings as he moved and stirred...
In her imagination this felt real..
As she laid in bed, alone ,
Her angel was hard to conceal ..
In desperation, she knew she was not alone, so she whispered to her Angel...
" I know you are here to help me feel better", she said so careful ..
She asked if he would take her to his side and wrap his wings around her?
She felt his gentle touch , his loving arms ,then his wings unfurled ..
He held her close, his wings wrapped tightly around her frail body..
She felt secure, alone no more, He gave her comfort... As I recall now, so profoundly..
Patsy McNutt Morgan
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