An Angel Cries For Me
An angel cries for me (a broken heart-)
me a nobody,
who cries black ink
and uses lined paper for tissues
to wipe away my tears,
(a sweet angel- from above
cries for me (a broken heart-)
See now the tears drip from her blushing, red cheek
down and drowns me in a tidal wave of mixed emotions;
I feel that angel somewhere (not in heaven)
sharing my grief and dancing my sorrowful dance,
and she is crying for me (a broken heart-)
.2.17.2014.
Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2014
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