Author: Kealsye N J Fahey
My Guardian Angel has fallen,
Fallen and broken those elegant wings,
Bent her golden halo, and shed her tears,
Now its my turn to be her angel,
To relieve her pain, and stress,
To give her what she gave me,
To make her see I was there when she fell to her knee,
To drain her tears that could have been a sea,
And mend her elegant wings,
Now i watch her fly,
And I take back all the questions I asked her why,
Now she watches me from high above,
But she left in me something youll never understand.
------- Author's Notes -------
Eh i wrote this a long time ago so its pretty bad but still i like it for some odd reason i wrote it when i was like twelve so dont be too harsh.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Britney (172.16.2.18) -- Tuesday, March 8 2005, 05:51 pm|
To me it was pretty good even if it was written a while ago. Great poems. ~Britney~ :)
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