Tonight an angel came to me,

And sat upon my bed.

Her radiant smile cast over me,

A spell of peacefulness.

She spoke to me of life on earth,

And cherished ones she'd left.

The passing she had feared so much,

That was filled with tenderness.

I felt her peace, her warmth, her embrace,

And heard the angel's song.

Her lightened soul swept through the heavens,

And filled the room with love.

A fragment breath of springtime flowers,

Began to fill the air.

Then she bowed her head, and closed her eyes,

And was no longer there.

Janet Crawford

Bolton

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