Blessed of the River
It had been said that an angel lived in the river
“For years, it had been said that an angel lived in the river.”
~~A. Manette Ansay, “River Angel”
He was a beautiful baby boy.
People who saw him stopped just to talk
so they could play with his blonde locks
and coo at him in nonsense.
His mother was pleased by the way he smiled back at them.
He played nice with the kittens
never pulling their tails
and the birds would fly low while he played,
floating stick boats down the river,
just to be near him.
His father was a big, booming man
with golden hair like his son’s,
who had waited a lifetime
to spend it with a son.
They prayed nightly for a baby
and the woman would cry,
and the man would promise God anything
if they could just have a son.
His mother wasn’t far away,