The pain in my chest was excruciating
It hurt as if someone had shot me with a harpoon
I tried to quell the pain by telling myself it did not exist
That lasted as long as thirty seconds
I had but one option, I needed help
I was dizzy and confused, as I made my way to my cell
What is your emergency I heard from the female voice on the other end
I began to stutter with a garbled voice
My chest I bellowed from my hollowed speech
My head continued to whirl and spin
And now I was on the floor in a pool of vomit
Giuseppe promptly layed down next to my fallen body
Meow I heard him say in cat language
I lost conscience again as I heard a pick axe break down my front door
At least now I had human company
The firemen were swift and they were thorough
As they hustled me off to what would be a long tenure in the local hospital
I survived the long drawn out ordeal
My angels of peace and caring came to my aid
For without them I surely would be dead
My guardian angels of GOD were there for me that night
Let us pray for there glory and love
Tony Mike Nerone
02-06-10
Sandie Angel :o)
Now you are back and you have to take care of yourself,
Take life a bit more easier.......
Peace be with you
William
Take care,
Sheri
take care of yourself, and may the Lord be with you!
Much Love,
Margaret
God sends his ministering angels when needed.
He has a reason and purpose for your life. That is for certain.
A well documented poem. Keep moving onwards.
Ron
Mark