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THE ANGEL OF COMFORT

The angel of comfort
comes to me on a breeze,
with gifts of compassion,
care and forgiveness,
through tantalising greens
of an enchanted forest
where sunlight shines
on my heart.
Filled with love,
I sleep the deepest sleep
and wake to fields of
yellow and purple flowers,
dragonflies humming
by a cool stream,
and frogs resting
on lily pads.

 


Drawing and digital media by Maureen Sexton