Winter Angel (poem) by Lisa Hilbers on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 17, 2005

When we all made angels in the snow and stayed out until we were too cold.

Ron

Reviewed on August 17, 2005

This is lovely Lisa!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on August 17, 2005

OU wrote this Lisa? Wow! :) Metamorphasis of a Butterfly Within - What a writing from the HEart and Soul ---This is niiiiiiiice-Awesome! The imageries you have such a knack for, LUCky YOU Girl- I love reading your Poetry- I will be watching you- Feel my eyes upon you- :) YOu have a way of writing that touches deeply- Thank YOU! WArm HuGs2U-WArmly,Sheeeox

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

Lovely imageries, Lisa!

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

Lisa, you've captured the mystery of childhood and the wonder of its innocence in a beautifully moving poem ... the imagery and mood is majestic ...

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

Lisa,

THis is exquisitely penned...such a pleasure to read your words. Thank you!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

Lisa this is so beautifully composed! A delight to read of the angel of your childhood seeing to your care...Exquisite phrasing...

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

majestically beautiful poem embracing the joys of nature with the wonder of youth and children...almost like a magical walk through a child's eyes. Well done Lisa.

Felix

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

beautiful and serene, lisa; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in burleson, karen lynn. :D

heat getting to you, eh?? *grins*

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

You're a gentle writer and gently are your memories. Lovely piece, Lisa.

Carmen :-)

Reviewed by Kerry Compton Star Girl

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

So lovely

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

Now isn't this just lovely, Lisa. A nostalgic walk through a time long gone by. At first I thought you were writing about someone who had been lost, which in a way, I suppose you are. I then realized that it was a memory of a different time when life was simpler. As we go on through our lives, our memories are often of us, but then we have been so many different us' in our lifetime, haven't we. Child, teen, college student, mom, grandma...the list goes on and on and we seem to morph slightly with each change and that little girl from so long ago is more of an image than the lady we are today. Beautiful heart-warming write, Lisa, penned with the perfection I have come to know as your personal style. You brought a soft smile to my face this morning.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on August 16, 2005

Been wondering about you, haven't heard your "voice" in a while. Great poem about a childhood fantasy. I suppose we all had our own spiritual or make-believe things to help us navigate through the strange world of grownups.