. . . to my incomparable sisters.
Three angels are my life’s delight.
Though without wings or robes of white,
they flit the earth dispensing light.
One chats each day with the Divine
on her own direct private line.
One heals all within her sphere
with light and love and beauties rare.
One sprinkles random acts of kindness
like raindrops, nourishing and endless.
Don’t bother wondering which is which,
as each could with the other switch.
Embodying grace in equal measure,
these angels are my lifelong treasure.