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Jun 05, 2009
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The Angel of Light
With wings of white
she flies by night,
her owlish eyes are grey;
halo a glow
a discarded bow,
a sword is now her way.
Shin-guards glisten
as she does listen,
to the cries of the tired and weak;
till the end
she will befriend,
the lost, the cursed, and meek.
Just lie your chest
upon her breast,
for a comfort so sublime;
it's in her heart
to wage and start,
a war against fate's crimes.
she flies by night,
her owlish eyes are grey;
halo a glow
a discarded bow,
a sword is now her way.
Shin-guards glisten
as she does listen,
to the cries of the tired and weak;
till the end
she will befriend,
the lost, the cursed, and meek.
Just lie your chest
upon her breast,
for a comfort so sublime;
it's in her heart
to wage and start,
a war against fate's crimes.
— docmaverick, Jun 05, 2009
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Critiques
Seren
17 years 1 month ago
Doc … Your Angel you dont
docmaverick
17 years 1 month ago
Who would've guessed....
Seren
17 years 1 month ago
Small world my friend I’ve
docmaverick
17 years 1 month ago
Our "gig"....
docmaverick
17 years 1 month ago
Who would've guessed....
docmaverick
17 years 1 month ago
Crazy, am I....
Janice Pearce
17 years 1 month ago
The Angel of Light
Tonya Greenlee
17 years 1 month ago
Excellent poem, Doc
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