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Jun 05, 2009
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The Angel of Light
With wings of white
she flies by night,
her owlish eyes are grey;
halo a glow
a discarded bow,
a sword is now her way.
Shin-guards glisten
as she does listen,
to the cries of the tired and weak;
till the end
she will befriend,
the lost, the cursed, and meek.
Just lie your chest
upon her breast,
for a comfort so sublime;
it's in her heart
to wage and start,
a war against fate's crimes.
she flies by night,
her owlish eyes are grey;
halo a glow
a discarded bow,
a sword is now her way.
Shin-guards glisten
as she does listen,
to the cries of the tired and weak;
till the end
she will befriend,
the lost, the cursed, and meek.
Just lie your chest
upon her breast,
for a comfort so sublime;
it's in her heart
to wage and start,
a war against fate's crimes.
— docmaverick, Jun 05, 2009
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Critiques
Seren
17 years ago
Doc … Your Angel you dont
docmaverick
17 years ago
Who would've guessed....
Seren
17 years ago
Small world my friend I’ve
docmaverick
17 years ago
Our "gig"....
docmaverick
17 years ago
Who would've guessed....
docmaverick
17 years ago
Crazy, am I....
Janice Pearce
17 years ago
The Angel of Light
Tonya
17 years ago
Excellent poem, Doc
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