The Angel
And there she was standing there
Appearing seemingly out of nowhere
Her eyes as bright as they ever were
The past now becoming just a blur
She stood out like a gem among dirt
Approaching she begins to be a flirt
But that isnt naturally her way
Which was obvious somehow that day
Her angelic features lined in that face
Yet she could disappear without a trace
From the feet to her head there was not a flaw
She was amazed at everything she heard or saw
She was fascinated due to her pure innocence
By the various things that are deemed as an indulgence
Soon though she was gone
The angel had moved on
Copyright © Casper Chubs | Year Posted 2010
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