An angel whispered in my ear,
singing a song easing my fears.
This angel made my eyes shed tears,
he took my hand and pulled me near.
Shifting my gears, made my views clear,
he kissed my head then disappeared.
I felt alone also afraid,
my angel left, his love betrayed.
He grabbed my heart, used it to play,
all sadness grew, my grief was weighed.
The sunny light transformed to shade,
fell on my knees, silently prayed.
One sunlit morning he reappeared,
he sang his song, we danced and cheered.
He cut my sorrows with sharp shears,
enhanced my life all steps he steered.
His lingered song is always here,
he volunteered to guide my years.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy