ANGEL WITH A CANE
Alabama employment office
Live without a net
Desperate and afraid
Gentle woman walking with a cane
Her hair
White as virgin snow
Brilliant smile
Face aglow
Heavenly
Her fiery eyes reached my soul
“PATIENCE BILL” said she
“THESE THINGS TAKE TIME”
How did she know my name, I ponder
I touched her hand as she passed by
Soft and soothing
Just like my Mom’s
Hauntingly familiar
I thought I knew her
Unexpected income followed
I turned to offer humble thanks
She was gone
Vanished
Angelic gift from He who sent her
“For He shall give His angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone”
Psalms 91: 11-12
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005
