My Angel

A fictional free verse poem, if that's what you'd call this

Jumping from a cloud
Falling, falling, falling

 In the gentle breeze

Gone from the sky

Carefully touching the surface of the ground
The unknown monsters are about to swallow you whole

I then save you before you die

I take your place
One day, our wings will be ready to fly
Then we can be together

But for now, you should go ahead and run around the garden
Filled with trees and beautiful flowers
And the swing you love so much

Reviews

[Lisasview]

Second read of yours this evening here in Spain
Interesting thoughts..
Life moves along
Lisa, now later in Spain

[Lilac Lilies]

Thank you for the reviews! I appreciate your feedback, thank you very much!

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome