I met an angel;
Of heaven's archangel
At the river's brink.
She began to wink
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Short but sweet.....I like this...Beautiful! ! ! ! It's hard to face death without fear.
death, no more to be feared than a mother's touch! good poem!
Wow! , short, but contains a lot of meaning, good one bro....
When people talk about death, its like there is no hope. But with your poem, there is hope. Beautiful work........
The title was misleading, because the poem is beautiful, yet also gentle. There are many angels surrounding us, we're just too blind to see. And maybe when we're in dreamland, it's better to believe, then... Great one, my friend.
ohhhhhh beautiful narration. another super hit from you! ! keep it up! ! ! ! ! God Bless You! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Hi, Thanks for inviting me. I lost my husband last year and this poem lighten my heart. Thanks a lot for sharing. Please read my 2 poems and please give comments if your time will allow. Virginia
Towards the end of last breathe, do we will confusing between two walls, a real world and heaven life? Like a phase of water meet air, Like ocean kiss the sky... I mean what we think about death is beyond our mind...but once we leave our body for soul up to sky we will see the real things...In earth we wear a body of human of many races, but will we wear a suit of body as a same race, or came from certain countries in heaven? ? As in heaven there's no differences..sure a beautiful mystery to think about.._Unwritten Soul
Wow! man, you always make me smile with your amazing poetic talent, , , superb poem my friend...
You portraited the saddest things so beautifully.....very good.......10***** Rose