A Beautiful Angel

One warm and beautiful summer evening I went to take a nap.

Laying at the foot of my rice bed was a beautiful angel laying across my bed post, watching over me.

It was during the time my mom was ill and staying with me.

I recall saying, 'thank you God for my angel watching over me'.

I rested my head on my pillow and went to sleep. Yes angel's are real.

The angel was pure white.

M. Mack