Hope you'll take the time to read the poem. that accompanies the image. I've always wanted to create images that matched my writing. This is a tribute to my mom. She is no longer with us but I think she'd be touched by the image you see and what I wrote.........
.......... My mother started life as a blue baby. Her umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. Her birth was at home and if my grandmother's sister had not arrived when she did, my mom's life story would have ended there. This image and poem reflect the the next chapter in her life. This is one of the many events in my mother's life when she could have been seriously injured or died . This is why I believe in Guardian Angels!........This poem is about a fire that started 2 houses away in the General store, then touched the house next to it, then hit my grandparents house. The smoke was very thick! It was not only hard to see ,it was hard to breathe. Getting out was not easy! As my grandparents tried to save what they could, people were stealing it as fast as they put it out. The damage was so bad my grandparent's house had to be re-built My grandfather was a volunteer fireman for 36 years. I think this was the day he started his journey. : Thanks so much for stopping by! Forgive the way the poem was formatted... The editor did not co-operate with me.
:o) Helvi



.....Breath Of an Angel.......


A child who hadn't reached year two..... Was sleeping in her bed..... When fire embers touched the house..... And thru the rooms smoke spread.....


As smokey billows swirled and bloomed..... The breath of one so young..... So struggled for a bit of air..... To fill her tiny lungs.....

As others tried to quell the flames..... They heard the baby cry..... Her bright eyes stinging as she coughed..... A garbled gasp outcry.....


The life was draining from her limbs...... But no-one was in sight..... But someone heard her up above..... And to her side took flight.....



She would not let this little one..... Just fade away and die..... She'd give to her God's own life-breath ..... With just a simple sigh.....


No flames would ever touch the child..... As long as she was near..... This tiny miracle of life..... Was something God held dear.....


The explanation of the day ..... I clearly do not know ..... But still my heart is grateful for..... The gift that was bestowed.....


An Angel's breath saved this child's life..... Till rescue was at hand..... My mom was given life that day..... From Heaven's own heartland.....


In thick black smoke a baby breathed....... Because an angel stood...... And gave the child fresh air to breathe...... Beyond her young childhood

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