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Poem #5: Baby Angel

Updated: Nov 20, 2023


I know I am a kid.

When I was beginning to forget

an Angel, Baby Angel, came ringing my doorbell.

If not blatant, vaguely still, I could almost

see, hear, smell, taste and sense Death within me

but the Baby Angel is banishing my doom and

mustering the maudlin memorials out of my vessel.

With the Baby Angel nearby

I forget the time and the timeline

wishfully, I'm stuck to the resplendent present

getting myself younger day by day

yearning for the mesmerizing moments to extend longer.

Oh how I cherish every second

do not deprive me yet another

please let the Baby Angel be

letting her wondrous wings rest forever

near, across or next to, me.

Is this a ray of hope or another mirage?

Will I receive what is shown to me? What do I do? What should I do?

There's a plethora of questions.

I do not care to seek answers

I care to be in the now alongside...

Baby Angel.

- Maddie

Author's Note:

  • If you find any mistakes or need for improvements please comment or reach out to me.

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