Angel Of Stone

An angel of stone in the garden out back
Four generations of watch has done
In the winter wind and summer sun
Went through it all without a chip or a crack
  
Political strife and many wars have passed
She stood through it all smiling on us
This was the one thing we all could trust
As long as she stood watch everything would last
  
Went out to the garden to enjoy the day
Bad news of the world is everywhere
Another bad day in world affair
My angel of stone had turned to clay

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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