Ken Allan Dronsfield

She sat majestically atop the Christmas tree hair of gold buttons sparkling dress of white lace her wings a silver hue I watched each year her being placed with loving care upon the tree. My mother standing back guiding Dad, no, to the left dear, now right, back, forward. The years have now come and gone Mom and Dad have passed away

the Angel sits in her box now her dress dirty and worn hair frizzy & unkempt buttons don't shine. Memories are made and then put away as we remember this Christmas Day just like Mom's beautiful Angel radiance never betrayed shining so very bright each Christmas.

Ken Allan Dronsfield: He is a disabled veteran, poet and fabulist who is a three time Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net Nominee for 2016-2017. His work has been published world-wide in various publication venues. Ken loves writing, art, late evening thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night during a full moon and spending time relaxing.