Guardian Angel
The road I walked alone was long and lonely.
I could hear the rumbling of something.
Then one thought of something when I was just a child gave me strength.
It was the angel that lead me to him.
My first love.
Then over the rumbling I heard the sweetest voice I had ever heard
but... it was a familiar.
I knew then I was not alone and I never would be.
He has been there unknown to me.
Just waiting until my weakest moment to let me know he would be there
when I needed him.
Copyright © April Walter Skyy | Year Posted 2015
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