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Jun 2010
There have been times
When I thought about
Going to church
Just to see if it
Would ease my pain
Or make me not
Hurt in vain
This heart of gold
Grows so very cold
With no one to hold
I’m so close to praying
For God to stop playing
With my heart, my mind, my soul
I fall to my knees
Put my hands together
And start to say please
A tear drips down
Hits the street
I’m feeling the pain
I’m starting to cry
No it’s starting to rain
Before I can choke out the next word
A shadow is cast on me
For a second I thought it was God
Come to rescue me
I slowly raise my head
Tears stop flowing from my eyes
To my surprise
It’s not God I see
But an angel
With beauty so heavenly
As she looks down on me
For the very first time
I don't feel cold inside
She wraps her hands around mine
Tells me all is fine
She lifts me off of my knees
And into her arms
The rain is finished
My hurting is done
As we sit in the summer warmth
Watching the rising sun
I can’t help but think
This is the one
I tell her “I love you”
She says “I love you, too”
If you haven’t guessed yet
This angel is you
Anthony J. Alexander 2006
Anthony Moore
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