Mollie Was an Angel

Mollie Was an Angel

Mollie was an angel

Too good for this world

She belongs in heaven

Up there with the Lord

And I am happy for her

That she was there at last

But I did not feel happy

The night that Mollie passed

It happened late last winter

My Nursing skills we new

And I was right beside her

The night that cold wind blew

Providing help and comfort

Medicine and prayer

I wonder if she even

Knew that I was there

There was the loving daughter

The child that bore her name

The generous church ladies

The son that never came

And it was her granddaughter

There with her at her death

And my hands were on her

When she took her last breath

Her breaths grew strangely shallow

Her face grew ever pale

Her pulse became a flutter

Her breath a gasping rale

Again I checked for breathing,

But respirations ceased

And then, finding no more pulse,

I pronounced her deceased.

My new-nurse heart was breaking.

My state of mind, distressed

I'd never been so near a death

So saddened, or so stressed

And comforting her family

I went toward the door

I needed desperately to cry

And could contain no more.

I tended to the family

I made the needed calls

I did the usual paperwork

Required by our state laws

I had responsibility

To shirk it would be wrong

I'd never dreamed before that night

That I could be so strong

And yes, I grieved about that night,

But more than that, I grew

And started to become aware

Of things I'd never knew

The things that Mollie taught me

No Nursing school could teach

And her passing touched my heart

Where nothing else could reach

Yes, Mollie was an angel

Too good for this world

She belongs in heaven

Up there with the Lord

And I am happy for her

That she was there at last

And I never will forget

The night that Mollie passed