Angelus Es Keagan Asher-

I wrote the following poem for Tami and Keagan just before he was born.

A cherub in Heaven so soft and so small,

pouted and sighed, "Am I last of us all?"

"Oh Father, Oh Father is it my turn on Earth?"

"I promise to serve well from the day of my birth."

"Your vineyard needs tending, I am up for the task.

What must these little hands do, Oh Father just ask"

"I don't know what I have, that you possibly need

But I'll do anything!" the little angel did plead.

"My Child, My Child, precious you are in my sight,

I have held on to you … with all of my might."

"You are blessed, and chosen, to do great things

But I ask only this...your soft cherub wings. "

"But Father, Oh Father, wings protect me from harm.

How will I be sheltered from Wind and Storm? "

"Faith... My Child, Sweet Child, you will not be alone

Parents I give you, they prepare you a home."

Away sadly the little angel floated, feeling weary and weak

"But I love my wings, Father. I need a moment to think."

Meanwhile on Earth… a young woman calls her mother

"Mom, Oh Mom! ... I just felt a strange flutter! "

"Did I do something wrong, is my baby all right,

What I just felt will keep me up all night! "

"Daughter, Oh Daughter, it's the nature of things,

An angel...your angel, just gave God his wings."

By Aaron Peterson