Once I knew an Angel
She gently held my hand
When I was a stranger
Lost in a strange land
She helped me combat my fears
Shielding me from the fight
Guiding my soul back
To the magic of the write
Silence now I hear
No more my Angel’s voice
Whether this is by design
Or not through her own choice
I guess I’ll never know
I’m just left to wonder why
My Angel had to go
Sep 29, 2010
Sep 29, 2010 at 2:39 AM UTC
Once I knew an Angel
She gently held my hand
When I was a stranger
Lost in a strange land
She helped me combat my fears
Shielding me from the fight
Guiding my soul back
To the magic of the write
Silence now I hear
No more my Angel’s voice
Whether this is by design
Or not through her own choice
I guess I’ll never know
I’m just left to wonder why
My Angel had to go
A fellow poet now missing from my life.- From Emotional Swings & Round-a-bouts
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