Angel

Beloved mother
sweet Angel
watching us from above
sometimes I smell your perfume
and even think I see your face

I sometimes
still find myself
reaching for the phone
to dial your number
suddenly remembering
you aren't home.

There are times
when I swear I feel
you touch my hand
or whisper softly
in my ear
and I pray with all my heart and soul
that you too can also feel me near.