Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Angel

All in white she flows right by
Graceful as the day
She has wings unseen to all
And a halo that'll always stay

She holds a mystery in her heart
And she sheds tears of love
She can't heal all her friends
She sends her prayers above

She's a vision, or so she's been told
She knows nothing of beauty or grace
She holds her tongue and shares her love
And she knows how to keep her place

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