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My Angel Sister

Poetry By: PaulChafer

A fellow writer on here Sian, requested an Angel poem and here it is. Initially written for my Auntie Shirley who sadly died. Her favourite flowers were 'forget me nots'. After her death, the following spring, 'forget me nots' began appearing in my mother's garden where none had been planted. I wondered if they could be wind-blown seeds, or were mysterious forces at work. Thank you to Sian for making the request.

Submitted:Dec 20, 2009    Reads: 864    Comments: 16    Likes: 10   

There is an Angel in my garden,

She tends the tubs and pots,

Leaving behind a sign,

In my treasured, forget~me~nots.

She visits in my dreams,

A smile, upon her face,

The change of passing years,

Vanished, without trace.

And then, when I awake,

My Angel sister's gone,

I gather up all I am,

And my life, trundles on.

Although, I often wonder,

Snipping edges off my dreams,

Is it, wistful imagination,

Or fate's, unknown schemes.

Then, on stepping in my garden,

Around the tubs and pots,

I see an Angel's touch,

In her treasured forget~me~nots.


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