My Angel 👼

Floating on an air and grace amidst diamanté blings

And as she moved with curiosity not knowing many things

Her golden halo above her tiny head   shone like the shiniest of sparkling rings..
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Now I did not actually see her wings though I knew that they were there

I can reminisce her tucking them neatly behind her as she sat beside me on her old rocking chair

When she would spend absolutely ages passionately brushing my long hair

And I remember feeling such warmth from sheer tenderness in her care..
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Oh yes she was definitely an Arc Angel that little old Mother of mine

A celestial being from yon highest heavens and a guardian so devine

But awww I miss her nowadays as I seek out a little sign

Though I believe my Mam showers her love down to me betwixt that sensational sunshine...