My world long destroyed,
my heart long dead.
The dreams and hopes of a thou­sand life­times were hid­den deep in my soul.
Peace an idea,
Hap­pi­ness only an illu­sion.
Then came the angel
on wings of gold, and whis­pers of love she came to me.
With a smile of peace and joy,
she came.
She hide her own heart away
and gave me her friend­ship.
She stood beside me when I needed a friend,
held me when I was in pain.
And still she tucked away her own love
Even thought my hurt was more than she could stand,
she never left my side,
never left me alone. Then came the day
she some­how found the courage to tell me her heart,
ter­ri­fied of being hurt again she took the risk
she told me she loved me and offered her heart I was afraid.
"What could I be to some­one like this"
I asked myself.
"How can she ever love me?"
The ques­tions answered them­selves;
I loved her.
My heart was reborn.
My world renewed.
My love grew.
I dream new dreams now.
Hope flows like a river,
Peace is my blan­ket,
Hap­pi­ness my gift.
I gave her my heart
and she took it with love.
And I am finally home.

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