Thinking of Angels

Thinking of Angels

by Shirley Riga

Thinking about angels today

Recalling 14 years ago

No wings no halo

He emerged as a survivor

Of a fatal accident

Of my spouse

Broken bones

And heart wide open

He reached out to console the family

I pushed back to the stranger

His consistency warmed my pain

The door was opened

His name is George

Caring, loving, thoughtful, surviving George

His eyes witnessed Lizzie’s last words

His heart shared the moment

His presence soothed my heart

His body healed

My heart healed

His life changed

My life opened

He became a hospice worker

I was shaken

by my awareness of an angel

His meaning of life widened

His gratitude deepened

Thawed the ice of my wounds