I write this  for an angel who
once was wingless
who thought all were innocent
who took me in
growing close as people do
lent me books and
gave me a shoulder
to cry upon
taught me innocence
was a goal
and love was  truly
forgiving
and unattached
to what you look like or where you've
been
who with unabashed
sincerity loved me
unconditionally
who on her death bed worried
for me.