Time is precious with the ones we love
Before we go with the one above.
I see an angel down here with me
He is my angel but he does not see.
My guardian angel protects and serves
But he thought I was more than he deserves.
So he gets lost and he can't see
That he was sent just for me.
I will wait for my angel to find his way
Because without him I wonder how to live each day.
In the end he will help me through my darkest hour
He is the only one that would have that power.
The love for my angel has grown so strong
So in my heart he could do no wrong.
As I sit here quietly each day and pray
I know my angel will find his way.
He will come back to me and then he will see
That my heart and my soul is where he should always be.
Cynthia Marie Danos 4/20/10
1 comment:
That's a really cool poem!
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