Guardian Angel

[If I ever saw one] he would be exactly what I would expect an angel to look like.
His eyes, his hair,
His skin, his face.
He was always there for me at the right times
I could hardly keep a beaming grin hidden
His energy was so warm and thoughtful
Patient and kind. Gentle and subtle.
He seemed perfect to me, in every imperfect way
I miss how he used to look at me. How he used to teach me
But it is long past.
I fell from his grace
And not without consequence or wrath

Sometimes I feel him
In broken streams of energy
Still giving his love and guidance.
I think of him, and wonder
Whose life he touches now,
Or what he does when he’s alone.

We will meet again, I know.
There are days I catch quick glimpses of him,
In the grocery store or familiar places.
It gives me strength and brings to me that genuine smile

But it’s never the same. Not like it use to be.
He filled my heart
-I faltered

At least God gives me glimpses.