{"id":1075,"date":"2016-12-13T22:02:18","date_gmt":"2016-12-14T04:02:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/?p=1075"},"modified":"2016-12-13T22:02:18","modified_gmt":"2016-12-14T04:02:18","slug":"an-angel-came-to-ground","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/2016\/12\/13\/an-angel-came-to-ground\/","title":{"rendered":"An Angel Came to Ground"},"content":{"rendered":"

One night when heartbreak came to him an angel came to ground, <\/span><\/p>\n

“I want to put a band-aid on your heart,” came the sweetest sound, <\/span><\/p>\n

She was the angel he had known years ago while fighting in a war, <\/span><\/p>\n

Memories of her came flooding back as he prayed for one day more, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

So tender was her hand as she prayed he’d fight for will to remain, <\/span><\/p>\n

As teardrops fell she reached for him as true love began to reign, <\/span><\/p>\n

Love took command of two hearts as she appeared in his sight, <\/span><\/p>\n

Wondering still was she real while holding her tender frame tight, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

So often his hands had felt her back wondering where are the wings, <\/span><\/p>\n

He swore that when she appeared to him he saw the strangest things, <\/span><\/p>\n

The sky would have a glow he thought from heaven or was it of her, <\/span><\/p>\n

It must be of her he surmised, as he felt her love make his heart stir, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Apparitions he had known since but a boy of eight or nearly so, <\/span><\/p>\n

One day upon a trip to his aunt where the winds are known to blow, <\/span><\/p>\n

The Virgin Mary stood floating in air in front of red roses climbing high, <\/span><\/p>\n

And she showed him an angel of his future that no heart could deny, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Love’s purity entered into this tiny boy’s heart and delighted frame, <\/span><\/p>\n

Telling others of the visions they scoffed and gave youth the blame, <\/span><\/p>\n

To be rebuffed hurt this loving boy but his aunt held him while she said, <\/span><\/p>\n

“I believe you honey” to bond them deep within his heart and his head, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Times passing often heard him say I will be married to a beautiful girl, <\/span><\/p>\n

My goal in life is to marry she so beautiful that is precious like a pearl, <\/span><\/p>\n

Her heart is made to love only me he said and we will love at first sight, <\/span><\/p>\n

His mother became upset at such paltry goals bringing mother’s slight, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

When eighteen he came running in and said his angel was finally found, <\/span><\/p>\n

I just know it’s her I have no doubt he said to everyone he saw around, <\/span><\/p>\n

Oh how he loved this girl so deep within his heart her image would dwell, <\/span><\/p>\n

In a future unknown he would see her when war’s dangers would swell, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

His first vision of her essence form or perhaps was it two souls uniting, <\/span><\/p>\n

He remembers leaving his body when exhausted to leave war’s fighting, <\/span><\/p>\n

In her bedroom he stood as she held him tight against naked flesh, <\/span><\/p>\n

He had projected before but never had he felt the sensation of a mesh, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Love of the purist form is when eyes dwell within the soul of their mate, <\/span><\/p>\n

How could such happen when it was upon first sight they could relate, <\/span><\/p>\n

But true was his heart as he knew what he felt and who she would be, <\/span><\/p>\n

He once told friends that someday she would appear and save me, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dreams brought predictions of life’s cessation for kin or friends, <\/span><\/p>\n

He prayed asking God to remove the knowledge of when life ends, <\/span><\/p>\n

Yet remained his ability to see or feel within others at different times, <\/span><\/p>\n

And he saw into her once, she was of purity and sweet nursery rhymes, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

His angel, his light at troubles end would guide him through war, <\/span><\/p>\n

The draft returned a spent man that was not the boy of before, <\/span><\/p>\n

What once was gold was now of rusted metal with hardened heart, <\/span><\/p>\n

So brutally treated when detained that shock therapy tore him apart, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He remembered her well as the angel that came to his dirty cell, <\/span><\/p>\n

Pressing her energy into his chest in hopes that death he would repel, <\/span><\/p>\n

He said goodbye to his angel of starlight one morning inside his head, <\/span><\/p>\n

The jolt of electricity overwhelmed his brain leaving memories dead, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Near a zombie unable to move but to sit and drool a teardrop fell, <\/span><\/p>\n

There before his unfocused eyes the Angel of Starlight did dwell, <\/span><\/p>\n

His still swollen face smiled for a moment though his face resisted, <\/span><\/p>\n

She was of his unhealthy mind and told forget her, doctor’s insisted, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He quietly reveled inside his heart as each night star began to shine, <\/span><\/p>\n

He never told them of her return as he was being discharged sometime,<\/span><\/p>\n

An honorable discharge that was earned on waring and enemy soil, <\/span><\/p>\n

He planned to reunite with her physical form and for her he would toil, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The little girl of fourteen was now a beautiful woman of eighteen, <\/span><\/p>\n

Still the same angelic face but definitely the Angel he had seen, <\/span><\/p>\n

Fear crept within his soul that perhaps the doctors knew best, <\/span><\/p>\n

What if she had married in his absence and he failed times test, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Perhaps my angels apparition was from my head although seen, <\/span><\/p>\n

Protestors rage, combat, and mistreatment left him weak and lean, <\/span><\/p>\n

Broken by treatment from America’s youth and protestors rage, <\/span><\/p>\n

He’d pull her picture from his wallet as his only relief at this stage, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Finally home but moving away, fear kept him far from her front door, <\/span><\/p>\n

He had prayed but somehow he felt his flame fading from before, <\/span><\/p>\n

In need of his angels form he had prayed to see her just once more, <\/span><\/p>\n

As she always had she found him to reunite and meld at his front door. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The end, by Pat for Patti. I love my little angel.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

One night when heartbreak came to him an angel came to ground, “I want to put a band-aid on your heart,” came the sweetest sound, She was the angel he had known years ago while fighting in a war, Memories of her came flooding back as he prayed for one day more,   So tender […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1075","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-uncategorized","7":"czr-hentry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1075","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1075"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1075\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1076,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1075\/revisions\/1076"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1075"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1075"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1075"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}