Angels in the Temple

There were angels in the temple;

Right before my eyes.

When the elevator opened,

Much to my surprise -

He stood in radiating white;

To another one he faced.

My hand reached out to clutch his arm,

Then wrapped around his waist.

With a stuttering introduction;
Glad tidings we both had.

I smoothed the greeting over

While explaining, "He's my Dad!"

He went his way on errand.

I continued on my own.

Then another angel beckoned.

Dad was not alone.

My eyes drew toward a staircase,

And sitting in a chair

Sat my angelic Mother

Peacefully awaiting there.

My heart began to flutter

As I drifted to her side.

She held her hand out gracefully

And I reached for it with pride.

We whispered thoughts of happiness,

Of perfect days like this.

We talked of loved ones gone before,

And this coincidence of bliss.

I saw angels in the temple.

What a blessed day!

My own angels right in front of me.

It took my breath away.

(With Love, Jody)