Heavenly Blessings.
Updated on November 29, 2009
Heavenly Blessings.
©-MFB III
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Like an angel she appeared
a candelabra in her hair,
I thought that I was dreaming
when I woke to find her there,
She blessed me with a sacred gift,
some parchment and a pen,
and said that I should write some poems,
but I was only ten.
Then in a flash she disappeared,
and I was left alone,
but many thoughts filled up my head,
as I wrote my first poem...
a piece I called:
"The Stone."
I grasped a
pebble in my hand,
one small piece
of a mighty land,
one small spot
where men had trod,
settled deep
in dirt and sod.
Lying there
in ages past,
no one dared
this stone to cast,
but leaving it
quite undisturbed,
in its silent resting place,
like the others of its race.
Then suddenly
there came a boy,
who took from me the stone,
and cast it far into the sea,
leaving it there to fend alone,
far away from its
treasured home....
And then he left
the sea and sun,
never realizing
what he'd done.
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I never knew that angel's name,
nor why she came to me,
but this marks my four thousandth work,
since blessed with poetry.