Angels

A poem about the epic past love of my life.

Don't you dare tell me that

Angels do not exist

They live among us, within us

They are not a fairytale collecting dust

within books so old

You are truth revealed like

coffee stains on a t-shirt

And if you saw yourself through the eyes of mine,

you'd recreate what it means to be human

So don't you dare tell me that

Angels do not exist

Reviews

[Etta Beasley]

Beautiful writing! This rings true in my head making it completely relatable.. Great piece!

[marcus]

the angel in your eyes...I like this one!

[~]

Touched by the kindness of a person and reflecting on how that person made you feel. I liked your simile:like coffee stains on a t-shirt - made the story more believable.

[Jamestown]

Fantastic write!
I agree with this message firmly:)
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Gio S.P.]

Thank you a ton and I'm overly glad that you enjoyed my piece! Have an amazing day, Jamestown!

[Jamestown]

U R welcome and you as well have a wonderful day!