For My Angel

By:- By:- Stephen Fuller (S Francis)
 
Saw Van Morrison
In a dream last night
While in the garden
My Angel sang.
 
He had climbed a tree
To fly his toy plane
Like a kite trying
To catch the wind.
 
When he slipped
And began to fall
I caught him
All wet with rain.
 
Saw Van Morrison
In a dream last night
He held her hand
In the garden.
 
I climbed a tree
To see just how far
I could see her
As she flew away.

When I slipped
And began to fall
She caught me
All wet with rain.

Few words from the Author
 It is a simple depiction of a dream I had during a period of grief following the loss of a stillborn daughter.  Van Morrison’s song In the Garden provided me great comfort, often on repeat and often on long runs training for a marathon that served as a measure of therapy.
Note: The copyrights on the article belong to the author. The responsibility for the opinions expressed in the article belongs exclusively to the author. 
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