An Angel Be Before Me

An Angel Be Before Me

As I was driving along

the day was winding down.

Clouds were billowing strong

but things still remain to be seen and found.

The sun was performing quite a show

as the car began to slow.

I did not want to miss the mystic beauty,

as it slowly began to perform its daily duty.

I watched the clouds as the colors changed

and all of them began to do something strange.

I watched as the clouds took shapes before me.

I stopped the car and there before me...An angel, beautiful for me to see.

Written by: Janice P. Turner

March 29, 2011