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I Saw An Angel Weeping

I saw an angel weeping
In the graveyard by the brook,
Her silent vigil keeping,
Yet when I turned to look,
She spread her wings before me
To shield me on my way,
And thus, did she implore me
To remember my dying day.
Now, when I stop and listen,
I still can hear her sighs,
And see her sweet eyes glisten,
Reminding me time flies.

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Michael Walker hails from Southern California. After earning his master’s degree from the Dominican School of Philosophy and Theology, he worked as a Scientist for the United States Navy. His poetry has been featured in Joie de Vivre, and his debut novel, Galahad, was published by En Route Books and Media in 2024.

6 Responses

  1. jd

    I couldn’t resist your title and the poem that followed did it justice. Thank you for an uplifting beginning to the day.

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  6. Rohini

    This is a beautiful meaningful poem. I agree with jd’s comment about the title, such a lyrical line one is sure the poem to follow will do it justice and it does.

    Reply

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