Part Time Angel

Have you ever been in a real fix?

Once traveling in China with three kids and way too many suitcases

We could not get our things to the train on time

Just impossible

All of a sudden a man comes up and says

“Here let me help you!”

And he did

And we got on our train

And then we wondered

Where did he come from?


I love it when I get to be someone’s angel

This morning a dad and his young son

Out looking for breakfast

No one opens for breakfast around here until nine

I gave them some extra yogurt and bananas

The boy gave me a big smile

Sometimes we get real angels

When we are in dire straights

And there is no one else close enough to pull in for the job

Or listening to that little nudge inside

I know I saw one once

He even was playing a flute to prove it

© 2011 Julie Clark

Categories: borderlands, Poetry | Tags: , , , , | 3 Comments

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3 thoughts on “Part Time Angel

  1. Beautiful pic on the top! This is very interesting, I enjoyed reading it.

  2. Aw. I’ll bet you are the angel more than the recipient, Julie. What a sweet poem.

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