My skin is colored
A pigment from a palette
Of earths mother
My blood is red
Like each others
My brain thinks different
Why a shade of flesh
When chosen by the artist
Does it matter the cover
If you love the books contents
As I sat by the river shore.
I felt this warmth of light that hovered over me.
With amazement, I turned to my right to see this magnificent angel there at my side.
Smiling so sweetly without saying word.
Yet its presence made it all so clear that things were going to be alright.
As I sat across the rocks, I could feel the calming of its spirt flow through me.
As I watch, it sits.
I thought to my self quietly.
Sketching its every movement within.
My mind races with things I wanted to say.
Yet stumbling on unspoken words.
I sat admiring the beauty before me.
Just then I could feel the cold water flowing gently against my feet.
It reminded me, that at this moment and time, just how much a coward I can be.
As I stood up, I was building the courage to speak.
With a sweet glance, it looked my way.
Again, I was left speechless and utterly amazed.
I thought to myself how can this be.
I walked back to the car kicking myself with every step I took.
I could hear my breaking heart say, " don’t act like such a fool,"
With a gentle whisper in my ear I hear
Sometime things are meant to be left unsaid.
So, I turn to say as I looked its way
To find this Beautiful Angel of mine
Had left me behide.
— The End —