my midnight angel...

An angel came to me last night

An empty shell is what she saw when she entered

For a hole in my pocket had emptied it of all my smiles

I tried to find them…I looked and looked

As I stared off into space

Back and forth,

Foot to foot,

I shifted…

Not knowing where to find that which I had lost

Standing in a pool of tears

Sore eyes swollen almost shut with pain

My angel touched my shoulder and said to cry no more

I tried to find the strength…I looked and looked

Deep inside as I stared into her eyes

Up and down,

Floor to face,

I breathed…

Searching for an answer to which there is none

Catatonic, I watched as she poured the water

Steam swirling into air as thoughts through mind

A smile formed as the face of my daughter appeared in the mist

I had found one…I had looked and looked

There in steam of a loving cup of tea

Made by an angel

Ethereal face

I saw...

My pocket sparse,

Yet once again replete

with smiles for the world