Blessed By An Angel

She gives a shy smile as she is seated; a stranger at your table.

Nothing striking about her appearance to grab your attention,

Yet the youthful innocence of a blushing bride is seen in her demeanor.

With politeness she listens as you ramble long; telling mundane stories.

Relaxed in her presence, voice moves to heart’s dreams and petty frustrations.

When time comes to leave, she rises, placing gentle hand upon your shoulder.

Names of Heaven are evoked on your behalf; mixed with sacred words of blessing.

Her prayer becomes like brush of artist, painting hues of gracious peace upon your soul.

Goodbyes are said leaving you to wonder, of angel seen— walking out the door.

Published in: on August 28, 2009 at 2:13 am  Leave a Comment  

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