Time doesn't always heal everything. . .
My Angel
I wanted to believe in angels because you did
I hoped they were with you when I wasn’t
The little silver cherubs sitting on the gold hoops
Were some of the first ones I bought you
You wore them more than all the other earrings
The little box of crystal angels was the last
When times became dark the “worry box”
With its three praying figures trimmed in gold
Was supposed to be a place to put your fears
It was supposed to give you peace and joy
Now, almost a year since you’ve been gone
I noticed that I never removed the angels
From the pieces of s-shaped styrofoam packing
Maybe I never noticed it at all having lost faith
By that time in angels and all false glimmers of hope
I sent you off with the little gold hoops
Hoping their tiny wings would grow and lift you
To that shining place you deserved to go
Maybe when I open the box tomorrow
It will be empty, the angels now free
To do what I can no longer do
To share the peace and joy that was you
Alberta Mary Ellingham April 17, 1945 to February 25, 2005
posted by Patrick Ellingham @ 10:15 PM
1 Comments:
PJ,
Thank you for your comments. If you were delirious, I'd like to share and experience some of that delerium. I almost never totally sleep or lose total contact with this world. I had surgery several years ago and was put totally out (carotid surgery). In the recovery room, I was floating around the ceiling. It was a very pleasant experience. I saw and heard everything that was going on below me, including myself. I keep thinking that it was so peaceful and liberating that I didn't really want to go back to my body. I thought long and hard about that. I guess I decided to return. The nurse then tried to arouse me. I felt myself being pulled back into my body and felt or heard a great whoosh. I was then awake to the pandemonium you mentioned of the recovery room. Maybe it was meant as a hint that there is something more beyond this vale of suffering and sadness. It was very encouraging. I hope we will be reunited someday. I guess I haven't totally lost hope or faith.
Thank you.
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