INSPIRED BY MY ANGEL

As I lay on my  bed yesterday afternoon, my gaze soared upward above my open closet space and landed upon a very sweet, black ceramic cherubim. Her wings are naturally small and delicate... perfect for a very young angel. Her size is no measure of the weight her influence wields. Without warning, she floated an idea right down to me in my bed. The idea is one I really like and want to share with all Creatrixes to see what might result.

I found a paragraph I wrote on a paper table mat in a restaurant years ago. I remember watching an angel in action. I invite anyone to add to it any time by posting in the comments below. Maybe it will become a story.

​     ​​He smiled so sweetly down at her as he returned to the table they had shared for a late afternoon supper. As he did so, he leaned in to help her up. She struggled to grab hold of his extended arm and push herself up with her free hand. He took her coat from the coat rack and held it for her to put on, knowing exactly how low to put the sleeve so she could ease her arm into it. When her coat was on, he gently smoothed the collar and they slowly left.