by Paul Mayes Jamar
One year, I received from my mother, A wooden Angel at which I said, oh brother. I did not know where to put it, So, on my stair landing it did sit. I would pass it by going upstairs, Many times, I would pause, and stare. But I always thought, why is that there? It is not that I just could not stand it, or care. Who would ever have thought an Angel of wood, Would save my life, but God can use anything for good. It reminded me of my mother so there it was, I began appreciating it more later on because; One day, I was carrying many things, and I fell standing, Missed a step, and tripped towards the Angel on the landing. She broke my fall, and prevented me from going, Down the rest of the stairs were I was falling. That would have been a tragedy very great, So, my Angel saved me before it was too late. I broke a small piece of her wing, I will glue it back, and to her sing. My appreciation for being there then, I do admire her much, my new friend.
Paul Mayes Jamar was born in Brownwood, Texas in March 1955. He spent most of his life in Texas, just within the last twenty years he moved to Missouri. He graduated from Angelo State University with a Bachelor of Arts Degree. Mr. Jamar was a third generation radio broadcaster owning several stations in the Austin, Texas area. He has written four books of Christian poetry. He hopes to get published soon. He has been published in Highland Park Poetry’s website with his poem, “Bluebonnet Sonnet,” and “Sunrise,” and in their book on Shoes, with His poem, “Shoe Holes.” Also soon to be in Central Texas Writers Society’s Anthology on Nature with his poem, “The Big Red Ant.” Mr. Jamar lives with his wife Cynthia Jamar, and has three children living elsewhere.