Angels fly
With beauty and grace
I could tell you are one
By the joy radiating from your face
You have always been my guardian
Protecting me on piers above
An advocate for peace
A soaring dove
You are the sun
Brightening my day
You can not protect me from all evil
But you try anyway
Comments
A simple...
yet effective poem. I like the way you speak directly to your angel, as though a lover. Is it? One criticism. I think you would be better to use the word [tier] instead of pier. Nice work! ~ Geezer.
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