Tuesday, December 3, 2013

"My Angel"

Image used for Magpie Tales #

My Angel

As a child
I quietly observed
"Do as I say, not as I do" -

made the mistake
of pointing it out
only once.

At twelve, realized angels
live among us, though mom
called her "a disgrace".

My angel taught me
to dream, helped
build my wings.

Leaving her behind
is the only thing
I regret.

by Margaret Bednar, December 3, 2013

This is not an autobiography - it is reminiscent of a friend I once knew who grew up in a family situation far removed from mine.  My friend's sister never "escaped" but truly was a guardian angel.

This is linked with "The Mag #196".  Tess provides the image, we provide the poetry.

This will also linked with "Friday Flash 55".

I'm also linking this with "dVerse - Form for All".

42 comments:

Fireblossom said...

Got to love angels, in all their many forms. :-)

Karen S. said...

Lovely read. I believe that angels never ever leave us.

Helen said...

Somewhere, she is still there, inside you.

Kathryn said...

What a beautiful angel, you may think you left her behind but she is always with you.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Tis sad how we lose touch with those important to us in defining times of our lives. But this we do.
Anna :o]

Friko said...

Your words hit a nerve for many, I am sure.
It’s regret expressed in gentle, forgiving words.

girlwiththepen1118 said...

I believe we are always left with wings and roots... you're still in flight Margaret dear! xx Debbie

Björn said...

A wonderful autobiographic story.. really loved it...

Mary said...

I do believe there ARE angels among us in the form of people. I have known some.........

Nice 55!

Brian Miller said...

mmm i think leaving behind has a heavy emotional ping...yesh, i think there are angels among us...and often they dont even know it...smiles.

lindakruschke said...

There is something quite haunting yet beautiful about this. It made me feel sad, but in a good way that was a reminder that not everyone's life is as it seems. Peace, Linda

Claudia said...

we all need those people that learn us dream and help us build our wings.. sad when we have to leave them behind... a moving piece margaret

Gabriella said...

Someone who helps you build your wings is someone to be thankful for, Margaret. Sadly sometimes we realize it too late. Very nice poem!

Laurie Kolp said...

This is so strong, Margaret... & I agree that angels live among us.

annotating60 said...

A very nice thought and wonderful ending. >KB

Tess Kincaid said...

We entertain angels unaware...

Nara Malone said...

Thank you for this beautiful reminder that there are angels.

Heaven said...

I like that part of the angels living amongst us & even helping us build our wings ~ Happy Friday ~

Glenn Buttkus said...

If I understand your postscript, the poem is not autobiographical; that is based on truth, but a friend's truth; regardless, you write with such clarity, such immediacy, one can see how it seduces many readers, for your POV is clarion, your emotion intense; thanks for sharing.

Wolfsrosebud said...

angels are watching over us... sometime in people form...

Ronald Shields said...

Perhaps the angel sets you free, but still there is regret to lose the presence of someone so special.

Abhra Pal said...

Just simply beautiful. Loved your poem.

Alice Audrey said...

I much prefer to be a part of a family from which there is no need to escape.

kaykuala said...

Life with its ups and downs! An angel can be a savior but someone special is always sadly missed! Nicely Marge!

Hank

G-Man said...

Margaret Bednar...
You are indeed living proof that Angels do walk among us.
Loved your nostalgic 55
Thanks for playing,
You are one of my fa-vor-ite things!!!
Have a Kick Ass Week-End

grapeling said...

sweet, Margaret ~

bwfiction said...

this was a kind gentle poem, and the rhyme was nice... it pulled me in and moved me along.

Vandana Sharma said...

:) all the people who take car and love us are our angels:)

howanxious said...

An angel considered a disgrace- that is really sad. Well-penned.
-HA

Cressida de Nova said...

Sad you realised her true value too late in life.

seasideauthor said...

Angels are everywhere. To open escapes in some small way and you found your way...

Yvonne Osborne said...

This is full of emotion. Oh, all the things to regret....

Many of our "angels" are mistakenly labeled thus.

I like this Margaret.

Grandmother (Mary) said...

Bless our angels whoever they may be and however unrecognized by others.

The Sentinel said...

The best angel you can ever have. Well, if the angel were also your mother that would be better. I like your 12 self. She was right.

Other Mary said...

Oh Margaret, we leave too much behind as we grow up. This is lovely.

edenhills said...

This is such a beautiful and touching tribute.

hedgewitch said...

Angels are where we find them, or maybe, where we need them most. You presented this tale with great grace, Margaret.

Susan said...

Aw. I had to learn that I could live through my own mischief and disobedience when I left home. I can imagine what the narrator means in the story she tells.

Semaphore said...

There's so much more story here, behind the words. I've always maintained that a good poet is as adept at knowing what not to say, as they are at knowing what to say.

kkkkaty said...

Your 55 is full of truth many of us can relate...heartfelt!

freyawrites.com said...

Needing to escape from your family must be the worst thing to experience as a child... Very well done.

Akila G said...

We seldom realise their presence till they are gone. sad and true