A very simple poem~called~Angels~

~Angels~

Some talk of seeing Angels
here on Earth,
I thought this cannot be true,

Untill I met a special person,
Eyes of sparkling Blue,
Deep and crystalline,
With a soft and gentle touch,

Till then, I thought this might be an Angel?
Some say Angels are in disguise,
I say some Angels- don't know
they're Angels, and so are truly disguised,

Just like you,
your warmth and touch to others
heals and comes alive,

You may not know
what gifts you
have to offer,

Though you do shine,
of Brilliant Pure Radiance,
You are an Angel,
that I do know,

One of God's true treasures,
In the midst of this
Forever changeing World.





[edit on 7-8-2009 by catalyst2466]

Very nicely said.

The concept of angels has always intrigued me.

Soft, beautiful, good, and loyal. Strong, righteous, and proud.
I sincerely hope they do exist, if only to guide us.

And to have your very own guardian angel ? What a gift !