Oh, That I Were an Angel!

Oh, that I were an angel
And could have the wish of my heart

I would spend my days
Soothing the troubled
Calming
Nurturing
Relieving pain

Protecting from evil

Strengthening courage
Lessening fears
Feeding the hungry...

Yea, I would feed the hungry,

While singing, caressing,

Or just enjoying a good book

In my cozy rocker, with my warm, fragrant baby.

But alas,

My body wearies,

The "Big Guns" are floppy and sag.

I MUST wean the caboose.

But she's so dang cute; and asks so nicely

For just ONE more time.

The old grey  mare, she ain't what she used to be...

And enough is enough.

But I hope that eternity finds me

In a rocking chair
(With some chocolate and a good book)
Loving a baby.