Loving Angel

An Angel touched my cheek today
How do I know you say?
I felt the gentle feather touch
While on my bed I lay.

I knew it was an Angel
A vision to behold
Dressed in white with feathered wings
And hair as pure as gold.

It told me not to be afraid
That it was bringing love
That it was sent to me by God
From Heaven up above.

A figment of imagination?
Possible that it could be
Yet what a wonderful feeling
Maybe that Angel was sent to me.

©Ginny Bryant