Heaven's Guardian
A heaven's guardian angel dose plays
The silk golden lyre's beauty and repose.
Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways.
It echoes pastorale music with praise;
Docile strings tenderly, caressed on rows.
A heaven's guardian angel dose plays.
Engaging and entertaining saint braise;
Chosen beacon over sunlit meadows.
Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways.
Speak of love, faith, hope inspiration blaze,
Of divine spirit's lead; its wise heart knows.
A heaven's guardian angel dose plays.
Bound to love beneath darken daunting rays
And withering beauteous fragrant rose.
Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways.
Wayward wisp sounds and lights through nights and days.
Dreams caught till dusk falls with dulcet repose.
A heaven's guardian angel dose plays.
Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways.
1/18/2020
Poetry Contest: Your Best 2019-2020 Villanelle
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Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2020
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