Like An Angel
Soft mornings at sea
always felt so good to me.
Like an angel
come down from the storm.
Come to protect me.
As lights shine from above.
Maybe if I listened.
I could feel your pain.
It's not likely though.
I'm too busy listening
for my own pain.
As I sat there long enough
I came to realize.
He was no angel at all.
wrote Sept 29, 2015
Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2017
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