Done for someone who wanted a poem featuring a female guardian angel as the hero.

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The spinning steel and fiery sparks
Lift steam up from the blackened tar,
While floods of doubt, like waiting sharks
Surround my crumpled Chevy car.

A crush and thud, my head swings back
Against the waiting leather square;
From both my legs I hear a crack
As bones and muscle start to tear.

The lights swim fast before my eyes,
Of other cars still moving strong.
Fear must be telling my brain lies
For I have noticed something's wrong.

This car of mine has only one,
Just one belt each for every seat
And yet before my ride was done
I felt pressure where two would meet.

The skin was soft and clothed in gold,
With warm embrace and fingers tight.
Robed in a dress, both brave and bold
You kept me safe with all your might.

Two arms of steel across my heart,
A gentle whisper in my ear:
"Of you I'll always be a part;
Each day you wake, I'm always near."

And as the car came to a stop
Steam rose from underneath the hood.
I watched the little raindrops plop
On hair defined like grains in wood.

With slender arm so soft and light,
And gown spun finer than a hair,
You smiled at me, expression bright,
And drifted up into the air.

Out of the car I stumbled fast,
And sinking down into the earth
I found some proof for what had passed;
A feather white and pure as mirth.

You saved my life and then you flew
On feathered wings that comfort bade;
My angel maiden, thanks to you
I can enjoy all God has made