This is a poem I wrote some time ago along with a few fanfics, hope you like it.
Angel of mine
Once an angel fell from above.
Her heart weakened for her belove.
As the earth went quiet and the wind went west.
She called for a demon to put her to rest.
She shut her eyes for one last time.
Telling the a boy this rhyme.
He cried and cried for this angel so dear.
He told a girl and berried her next to the peer.
And when they came back, the very next day.
A blue rose with a golden halo stood there as they play.
They picked the rose no thorns yet a stem.
And treasured the flower like a precious gem.
It never grew old and it never bent.
This little flower came and went.
Generation to generation, it was around.
This simple blue rose, with a halo of gold.
Took it's time for this story to be told.
I visited this grave of the angel who fell.
And read the tomb stone well.
“I came to this place in search of a home,
But what I found was I was not alone.”
This story I tell you is one I held dear,
I hope that you live without fear.
I wish my grandchildren will hear me say,
I will join the angel today.
They'll cry but they know how happy I'll be.
To find my sweet angel so we can be free.
We'll use our wings to fly back home.
And from now on,
I won't be alone.
Angel of mine
Once an angel fell from above.
Her heart weakened for her belove.
As the earth went quiet and the wind went west.
She called for a demon to put her to rest.
She shut her eyes for one last time.
Telling the a boy this rhyme.
He cried and cried for this angel so dear.
He told a girl and berried her next to the peer.
And when they came back, the very next day.
A blue rose with a golden halo stood there as they play.
They picked the rose no thorns yet a stem.
And treasured the flower like a precious gem.
It never grew old and it never bent.
This little flower came and went.
Generation to generation, it was around.
This simple blue rose, with a halo of gold.
Took it's time for this story to be told.
I visited this grave of the angel who fell.
And read the tomb stone well.
“I came to this place in search of a home,
But what I found was I was not alone.”
This story I tell you is one I held dear,
I hope that you live without fear.
I wish my grandchildren will hear me say,
I will join the angel today.
They'll cry but they know how happy I'll be.
To find my sweet angel so we can be free.
We'll use our wings to fly back home.
And from now on,
I won't be alone.
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