Poems From The Porch
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Angel of Grace
It is a lazy morning on the porch,
slow rain and languid felines
the obvious indicators.
Dotted vacantly with coral leaves,
the wisteria branches are showing sparse.
A surprise consolation awaited my silent contemplation
and arrived in the form of an angel of grace.
She was a bearer of hope and goodwill,
such gifts the work of Love.
Tenderly thoughtful and ever-present
is this Love softly whispering,
“You are seen.”
“You are cherished.”
“You are known.”
Thank you, angel, for your faithful delivery,
vitally needed and
May I one day be an angel chosen
to offer solace to a solitary someone
needing grace and loving recognition, too.