I love to rhyme, therefor, I write poetry and if my muse is awake I love to write short stories. My name is Ruby. I am a retired RN.
The Night Sky Is Alive With Visual Imagines That Appear In The Clouds
While gazing at the sky in hopeful anticipation, I saw an angel in the mist
She smiled sweetly then threw me a kiss
I held it tightly as she danced from one cloud to the next
My eye's watching the heavenly scene became completely fixed
She danced while angels sang a song of heavenly bliss
I was mesmerized, my tears began to flow, asking how I a mere mortal could visualize a scene like this?
I wondered why she was dancing for me?
She heard my thought's and whispered softly, "You looked up and wished to see
a rainbow, an image in the floating cloud, or perhaps God who lives beyond the heavenly clouds
or perhaps a loved one not covered in sorrowful shrouds, but happily dancing and laughing out loud"
I watched her dance joyfully until she disappeared
I knew I saw something special and it brought happy tears
I now plan on going out every evening, hoping to see my dancing angel again
How lucky am I to connect with my heavenly friend.