Posted on Friday, September 19, 2008 by heathermirassou
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*Angel of God*__
_An embryo in a cocoon of safety
slowly unfolds into a world of hands.
Hands of unconditional love
bring her into the beauty of light.
No longer floating
now breathing the lightness of air.
She fights hands and fist,
unknowingly being adorned, brought into life.
Kissed by an angel, he leaves his mark
as she is grasped by her loving parents.
She is a gift to them, a gift to this world,
an angel of God.
_
Heather Mirassou
Heather,
That is beautiful. I have a grandaughter and while I read this I thought of her. What a sweet gift of words!
Thanks, Rita
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