Picture credit: Britta Benson. This photograph was taken inside St. Cecilia’s Church (built in 1739), Heusenstamm, Germany.
Softly, distant thunder
Caused heavy eyes to close
As the shrouded moon rose
The storm approached
Peaceful sleep, elusive
Fear interrupted dreams
Rain soon saw empty streams
Overflowing
Poor shelter neath the trees
Cold, scared and all alone
Just barely skin and bones
The last breath drawn
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
Earth Angel that you are
Your heart embraced the call
To share some love with all
In many ways
And what you do for one
Sets a standard for love
And Angels up above
Smile upon you
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
Running into the day
Hair flying in the breeze
Onward to forest trees
A book in hand
Thick blanket to be spread
Upon a pinecone floor
Oh, the worlds to explore
And friends to make
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
7 pm, the call came
He’s 18, and he’s dead
In a hospital bed
Hit by a truck
Heads shook in disbelief
No, this could not be true
But what could pull him through
That he would live
Praying in circles, small
From all who heard the cry
Raise the request on high
Save this young man
Silence until the call
Eleven fifty-five
Dear God, he was alive
How could this be
Doctors went on record
It made the TV news
They said prayer pulled him through
Not their doing
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
Annette Rochelle Aben 