My aunt,
she was my father’s aunt
i later realized;
Well people say
she was blessed –
she could ward off evil
with prayers and charity.
that is all mother always
remember her like, and me –
only by a dream of hers,
where she stands tall over me,
scaring away my nightmares,
and I never can tell why i think
it was pretty normal,
the way she looked,
she looked like the very goddess I pray to !
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Written for November PAD day 8
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hmm I need the blessing of that aunt as got lot of evil around me 🙂 os help please
help is always around .. look well my friend 🙂
You reminded me of my grandfather. I was too young when he passed away. But i continued to see him until I was a teenager.
oo this is a very interesting piece…is it more than allusion and she the one you pray to or….but then again is that sense of protection worth it…
This is lovely,
Thank you,
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
Wonderful verse, always nice to have someone watch over you or at least their presence.
Great read, many blessing to you!
Loved ones never die if they live within us.
Well done.
Cheers,
Mark Butkus
Some people seem born to bring that sort of blessing into our lives, and I think they stay with us. Sort of like what my tradition would call a guardian angel.
Ahhh! The very goodness that you pray too… angel smiles… Thanks for sharing such a lovely thought…
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers-tears-in-rain.html
sweet.
you are blessed to have her.
🙂