On The Wings Of Angels

by Amy   Sep 16, 2005


The Bright Morning Star,
Sweet scent of rain,
Soft tips of rose petals.

The smile of,
An angel.

In a moment of tear,
your tender heart was broken.
Your sweet smile,
gone forever

You're memories,
the only thing we have left,
and now you're back,
with the true angels.

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