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Angels Do Exist


Author: lenotoire
ASL Info:    32/F/Northern Michigan
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I was seventeen and felt so alone, the day my oldest son was born.

This is for Jacob, my angel in disguise.


Angels Do Exist



Each night, before bed, I enter your room,
and I listen for your breath.
I make sure no harm has come to you, then I leave, and prepare for bed.


I remember clearly, the pain you caused me.
The wrenching of my insides, so horrible, I prayed for death to come.
But it didn't.
Instead, came life.
And with your first breath, all the pain disappeared,
because before me, lay an angel.
Perfectly formed, with hair the color of midnight.

I began to count.
Ten little fingers, ten little toes,
the most beautiful I had ever seen.
In that instant, I knew my reason for being.
You were the light that shined in the darkest of days, the ray of dreams to come.


I drift off now, in peaceful sleep, knowing all is right in my world.
Because long ago, when I thought all hope was lost,
I was blessed with an angel in the guise of a little boy.




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  I remember clearly, the pain you caused me.
The wrenching of my insides, so horrible, I prayed for death to come.
But it didn't.
Instead, came life.
And with your first breath, all the pain disappeared,
because before me, lay an angel.
Perfectly formed, with hair the color of midnight.


possibly the most beautiful few lines of poetry i've ever come by... the pure and beautiful unconditional love for ones child can not be matched... and you did it such great justice with those lines... it hit me deep... i had to take a deep breath after it...

Oh my god, where do i go... i'm floating on air with this piece i can't get any higher... i'm gonna make this a favorite in attempts to stay at this level... wow thanks for reminding me to read more of your work... the greatest poem EVER... *wipes away a MANLY tear* beautiful my dear friend

Travis
| Posted on 2005-07-09 00:00:00 | by Mwa Ha Ha Ha Ha | [ Reply to This ]
  Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww
*wipes away tear* this was so beautiful!

Motherhood is a wonderful, often underestimated thing. And although I've heard children being compared to gifts or blessings before, this was beautiful, an angel!

This is obviously a very personal poem, but you have a way of channeling your emotion into well thought out lines,
for instance,
'I prayed for death to come.
But it didn't.
Instead, came life.'
this was so poignant and beautiful!

Jacob is lucky indeed, to have a mum who regards him 'her angel'. I don't think children realise how much they mean to their parents, especially their mothers. Carrying a child around for nine months is a bizarre thing.. in a good way..lol..

I enjoyed this poem. Continue to shine, because your light is beautiful.

alexis
| Posted on 2005-06-04 00:00:00 | by pennyroyal tea | [ Reply to This ]
  This is very nice Crystal. With the exception of the pain part, it's exactly how I feel about my two sons.

"Each night, before bed, I enter your room,
and I listen for your breath.
I make sure no harm has come to you"

That's a nightly part of my existance.

"I began to count.
Ten little fingers, ten little toes,
the most beautiful I had ever seen."

I actually remember doing this, as well, and at the same time I remember thinking "This is dumb. What difference does it make. I love this little guy with 10 toes or 30.

"I was blessed with an angel in the guise of a little boy."

Taunting chant: Naa na na, na naaa na. I have TWO angels!

Great poem,
Steve
| Posted on 2005-06-05 00:00:00 | by Lost Sheep | [ Reply to This ]
  I like this.

I read through your other poems on the site and see this one in contrast to them. I feel the same energy here on the angel side as I did with the demon in the others.

I drift off now, in peaceful sleep, knowing all is right in my world.

I am not certain I'd have understood how important this line is without reading the other poems. This is obviously a good thing.

So much feeling goes into all that you write.

Thanks for sharing.
| Posted on 2005-06-05 00:00:00 | by beatthedrum | [ Reply to This ]
  This is beautiful. You've captured well the worry/concern mothers have for their children, making sure they're doing well. Also, of course, the emotion and love behind the poem is obvious and heartfelt. I would, perhaps, think about getting rid of a few commas, which would make it flow a little better, instead of pausing in the middle of some of the lines (for what is a comma, after all, but a pause?). For instance, the line

because before me, lay an angel.

could probably do without the comma. Of course, that's my opinion, and as such, counts for naught in your poem, if you are happy with the way it reads. Thanks for sharing your love and your words.
Athalia
| Posted on 2005-06-05 00:00:00 | by Athalia | [ Reply to This ]
  well you did your job here...I'm covered in goosebumps. The fact that my first was also a Jacob probably brought it home even more...and you described well the joy that is being a parent...it changes us as human beings...it becomes the most important facet of our lives and at any moment can render all else insignificant.

Well done girl!
| Posted on 2005-06-06 00:00:00 | by deadndreaming | [ Reply to This ]
  awww I enjoyed this peice. I've had it on my favs list for a while but I never got around to commenting on it.

Good.
Easy to visualize. I got a clear picture from what you described. I Felt waht you felt. I wish to find that kind of contentment one day. That inner peace and Unconditional love,

Not so Good.
You organization for your stanzas is different from mine but It's your style and I guess it works for you.

Overall a good peice.

-Janese
| Posted on 2005-06-06 00:00:00 | by Chi-Town Rose | [ Reply to This ]
  This is beautiful, great write. You are about to make a big macho guy cry with this one... you are obviously a wonderful mother and proof that it can be done, having a child at 17 must have been tough, I commend the writing here it's very heart-warming, those words will one day be cherished my your son Jacob I am sure, and they will remind him of his sweet mother who cared for him with all her heart.

Wonderful Piece,
Unspoken
| Posted on 2005-06-10 00:00:00 | by UnspokenDreamer | [ Reply to This ]
  This is beautiful, just beautiful! I was a little older when my olderst was born, and I wanted to die during birth. Of course, twenty-one stiches and a little pain medicine later, I fell so hard for my little boy that I couldn't see straight. My whole world pivoted with the birth of my first, and I have never looked back since.
I worry, I fret, I get frustrated, and deal with a perpetually dirty house, and after they are tucked away in bed, I sneak in and can't stop grinning at my babes.

Thanks for sharing this.
-Chell-
| Posted on 2005-06-16 00:00:00 | by Chell | [ Reply to This ]
  wow.
this was touching.
"I remember clearly, the pain you caused me.
The wrenching of my insides, so horrible, I prayed for death to come.
But it didn't.
Instead, came life."

everything happens for a reason
| Posted on 2005-06-19 00:00:00 | by fallingingreen | [ Reply to This ]


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