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.

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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.

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