Sitting on a bench in Central Park was a little girl looking sad.
A hump on her back looking awkward and strange; tugged my heart strings to say hello.
I sat down beside her and asked for her name Angel she smiled and said.
I talked to her about happier times about smiles and beautiful things.
When I bowed my head and told her feared that I had fallen from grace,
She quietly took my hand.....
Looking up at me she smiled tears running down her face.
Slowly she shrugged off the over coat she wore and beautiful wings took its place.
You haven't been forgotten she cried nor forsaken or left down here.
You only need to open your heart and push away all of the fear.
As the tears of happiness streamed down my cheeks I closed my eyes to thank God.
Then she was gone like a dream she faded....
but a single feather she left.
So please my friend never forget that you are never alone.
For there will come a day when your angel will near and come for to carry you home.....
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