Like An Angel

I was down, in a deep stumble. I thought I'd never rise again. I was alone out in the darkness where my dreams could hardly shine. For youth had passed me by and my last hope begins to die. The wrinkles on my forehead begin to dry. And the only friend that I had left me without saying goodbye. What I could only do is cry. But like an angel out from the shadows, you came and gave me hope. And even though we're not together, thought of you makes me alive. You lifted me from my deep stumble and gave me wings to fly. And though sometimes I seem to fumble, thought of you makes me alive. January 29, 2023 Your Pick Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand