We all lose people from time to time,
it never means they fade from your mind.
The memories of the way they were,
of random words they said,
lie deep within,
Even though they are dead.
You may not realize or want to know,
that they come to visit, when you are low.
They stand beside quietly,
and watch with care,
Yet no one knows they are there.
‘Angel’ may not be the best word,
because to some this may sound absurd.
We sense something untoward,
a warm, gentle dove.
You know they are there,
as invisibly you are wrapped in love.
An angel visited me last night,
I have to say it gave me quite a fright.
It’s scary when you don’t know.
Who goes there?
and touches your soul.
I hope this gives you comfort, now you know.