Angel dressed in whiteA Poem by Beth LindsayStory about love, life, deathAn angelic figure, dressed in white was such a captivating sight her glowing curls danced in the wind her gown blowing freely as she spins on her fragile toes to face away from the forever lasting parting day she greets the cold of the night even more beautiful, the angel in white A white rose fell from her hair I found myself only able to stare As the rose fell from above My heart filled with regret and love She began to fall from her place As her body fell, I could see her face her eyes filled with hatred and sorrow With no regret for ridding herself of tomorrow I watched in hopes she would grow a pair of wings but I listened as the angel of death begins to sing My angel, dressed in white glowed brighter than heaven in the city light but her wings, they did not appear Her end was met, to my deepest fear My dear Angel dressed in white Why did you fall from such a dangerous height? Did the heavens turn away from you? Were you sad and alone too? My dear Angel, all in white were you caste away from the place of the light? When we meet again, please do tell But here, for now, here I place the rose that fell
© 2015 Beth LindsayAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBeth LindsayNEAboutI am a college student, studying to become a writer. My desired career is in graphic novels, but I also enjoy writing short fiction and poetry. Aside from my writing ambition, I paint/draw, read, and .. more..Writing
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