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An Angelic Heart

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She stood holding her Grand-Papa’s hand as

the essence of innocent sweetness pivoted

around her like falling morning dew,

Her Angelic face was enhanced with her

eyes of baby blue.


It was early, but the line was long,

as the first risers tried to stand tall and strong.


“Grand-Papa when will it be our turn?” she asked,

“Are you hungry child? It will not be long.”

Then in her five year old voice she quietly

started singing her favorite song,

“Amazing Grace” with a vocal sound so

youthfully strong.


“Grand-Papa is there other little

children hungry in our America,

Besides my friend in kindergarten

named Erica?”


“Yes, my Sweet Pea, I am sure there are

many more little children who will be hungry

today.” He replied in a soft voice.

“And being in line today was our

choice.”


“We are next Grand-Papa, I cannot wait.”

When it was their turn she smiled her brightest

smile--- with her hands reaching out she did not

hesitate.


“Please Mister, take my Piggy Bank, and this bag

of toys,

To help feed all America’s little girls and boys.”

Piggy Bank

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The man and woman at the table looked at the

little Angel before them holding her bank in her

tiny hand,

With both their eyes brimming they accept her gifts

for all the America’s hungry children in our land.


“Now Grand-Papa, can we sell some more of my

toys---to help my friend Erica?”

“And Daddy said he would donate some of his

tools for all the hungry children in America.”


Her Grand-Papa looked up at the sky and said

a silent prayer to thank his God for his grandchild,

Then he kissed her little hand and gave her a big smile.


I wrote this poem in 2012

Amazing Grace

© 2021 Barbara Purvis Hunter

Comments

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on May 15, 2021:

Gypsy Rose Lee,

Thanks for your kind words and I would like to be a child again--sometimes--but then I could spoil my nephews.

Have a great weekend.

Bobbi Purvis

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on May 15, 2021:

Children live in their own world and this was a wonderful poem,

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on May 15, 2021:

Thank Lorna,

Children I believe are here to teach the adults sometimes, when we forget the important things that touches your heart.

Have a wonderful weekend,

Bobbi Purvis

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on May 15, 2021:

Hi Brenda,

Thanks for your kind words. I was taught by my Grandmother Knight it was better to give than receive because it made your heart sing. I had rather hear the singing.

Have a wonderful weekend

Bobbi Purvis

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on May 15, 2021:

Hi Vidya,

Thanks for your kind words and it makes me happy you enjoyed it.

Have a wonderful weekend,

Bobbi Purvis

Lorna Lamon on May 15, 2021:

A beautiful poem filled with kindness and hope. The bond between the child and her Grandfather shines through in your wonderful words of grace.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on May 14, 2021:

Bobbi,

This is so beautiful!

In the eyes of a child...the world shall see.

It is so sweet, being with grandpa & thinking of others.

Great message.

VIDYA D SAGAR on May 14, 2021:

Such a beautiful poem Purvis. Brought tears to my eyes. Small children have so much kindness and empathy. Grown ups need to learn from them. I loved this poem so much. Thanks for sharing.

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on May 14, 2021:

Hi Chitrangada,

Thanks for your sweet words of kindness. Have a wonderful weekend,

Bobbi Purvis

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on May 14, 2021:

Children have an angelic heart, and your poem so beautifully expresses it.

It’s heart warming, and your poem portrays all the sentiments of the child and the grand father most beautifully.

May there be no hungry people anywhere. God bless you, I loved it.

Thank you for sharing.

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on May 14, 2021:

Bill,

My reply got clicked off and I will try again. I said this old face thanks you. And, you have a wonderful week-end. I am waiting for another Maggie Hub.

Until Later,

Bobbi Purvis

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on May 14, 2021:

She stood holding her Grand-Papa’s hand as

the essence of innocent sweetness pivoted

around her like falling morning dew,

Her Angelic face was enhanced with her

eyes of baby blue.

Such a beautiful stanza. You brought a smile to this old face, and for that I thank you!

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on May 14, 2021:

Hi Peggy,

Thanks for your sweet words. Mother would watch me closely after Christmas each year because starting at four years old-- I would share my Christmas gifts with the neighborhood children.

I loved doing that and I am afraid I haven't changed. My Christmas and Birthdays are small now since I am a widow, but I m still a sister and an aunt.

Thanks again.

Bobbi Purvis

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Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on May 14, 2021:

You were obviously taught at a young age to share with others who were not so lucky. Your Grand-Papa and your parents must have been very proud of you.

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