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The Angel

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.
You ask me if the angel has a name….
Yes, she does.
It is Bebe.
And I am finally home.

This entry was written by anthony, posted on August 11, 2009 at 10:07 pm, filed under Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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