A soft warm breeze
Flowed through my Hosptial room
My arm lifted up in thin air
And my arm was warm
It felt as if someone was touching me
But no-one was there,
Except me
My mother busted in,
"Your doctor just had a talk with me,"
she had said,
her tears were swallowing her face
she looked me in the eye and said,
"No worries about the cancer,
The Doc. said it just dissapeard,"
I belive there was an angels touch,
to me, I know gods watching over me,
and I know that he had sent an angel,
To heal me, and leave me whole
Author notes
Hi im brittney. and I chose. Touch.
Written March 21st, 2006
A contest entry
- The Five Senses by rendezvous.
500 points, ended March 31, 2006, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This was a great write honey ...I miss talking with ya where have ya been? -
Lovely. Thanks for the entry.
Jen. -
Beautiful!!! Simply beautiful!!!!! Is it true? That's sweet. That's just really, extremely sweet!! Nicely done!
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Hey, I hope you know, that i wrote that poem when i was pissed off, that is definitly not one of my better poems. I like this one though!
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i actaully have no freakin clue what made me write this ... but that is cool that you are ungrounded...and that you got a new keyborad.....lol well anyways bye..
Brittney -
kool poem...finally got a new keyboard and im off grounding. now, what made you write about this? anyways, really kool poem... keep it up..
Price -
good job.
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