Sarah Flanigan - Poetry Simply Put

Hold me close
and leave me not
to the wolves and rogues
of this world.
Alone to fight the battles
of pain that have ripped
and torn the cloth of decency
of all of its men.

I stand atop a hill
tattered and defeated.
As an old woman
who survives all of her kin.
Even her man.
Who is left with
but a handful of dust for memories…
And sweet recalling.
Whose life has ended
and yet goes on.

I look to the Heavens
and see a shooting star.
I feel certain
that Angels live there -
among the clouds.

I turn to tell you
but you are not by my side.
A void.
Filled with only the faint
recollections of you.
There merest image.

Disappears it does.
As the star
that was so brilliant
with fire only moments before.

In the night
you have reached into
my Dreams.
Crawled into my soul.
Shared all with me.

Still,
I wake to find
you are not beside me.
Your earthly form escapes me.

How long
does this continue?
Before you show yourself to me?

How will I
know you?
Must I reach back into
my Dreams?
My Heart?
to find the answer?

Or will it come
as lightning?
One great streak
across the sky?

When shall I
be enfolded
in your protective Wings?
When will the Angel
alight upon the Earth
and beckon me out
to fly with Him?
In His journey -
His flight of Eternity

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