Today I Meet An Angel

Today as I was walking,
Just too clear my mind. 
I thought I seen this angel, 
And my eyes almost went blind.  
Her beauty was so flawless, 
And a smile that was so sweet. 
when she turn to look at me, 
I felt like I couldn’t breath. 
Than she began to approach me, 
And my heart began to race. 
Our eyes locked on to each others, 
She walked  with oh such grace . 
Than she said hello to me, 
But I couldn’t find my tongue. 
Her beauty was of the rose , 
And I just wanted to run. 
Than she said hello again,  
And I looked up at the sky. 
I was oh so lost in her beauty, 
That I just wanted to cry. 
Than finally I said hello to her, 
And we began too speak, 
when I heard her tender voice, 
My heart began to weep. 
Is this the angel I searched for, 
Every day of my entire life. 
Oh what id give to hold her, 
And make her my loving wife. 
Well we sat a spoke a while, 
shared some silly laughs. 
we agreed to meet again, 
with that my heart felt relaxed. 
I have never seen such beauty, 
Or an angel so pure and true.  
And if god gave me this angel, 
Id tell her every day I love you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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August 30, 2010 at 6:00 PM
Giovonni, Awesome poem, sweetie, as usual...... Your country girl, Kathy
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August 21, 2010 at 5:48 PM
Hey is this my wife you talking about? I call her my little angel. Oh sorry wrong ange mines from hell. Cool poem.
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August 21, 2010 at 4:28 PM
Great work in this expressive and descriptive work..The one that it is written about surely was pleased to read of your first thoughts of her..Sara
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