Hospital, at Death's Door

The doctor said by morning I would meet death.

So, seven angel's my mother sent.

They prayed all night, watching my every breath;

then by morning all but the little one left.

All day long the little one stayed,

kneeling at the foot of my bed.

Whispering as she prayed, never hearing

what she said.

By night fall, the other six came,

they prayed all night,

in the morning again, the

little one remained, as the six others disappeared from my sight.

Months later, I finally a woke,

and I asked her why she stayed

at my bed.

After a while she finally spoke,

and this is what she said,

"this was a promise I had to keep. That

I would stay with you while you sleep.

But, at your side I have always stayed.

I watched you laugh and I watched you play,

and, when you were lost, I guided your way.

So, live your life and always remember - I will never

be far away."