You

sick and broken,

but smile still alive,

your mission for life,

 is to live and thrive,

angels guard you,

when you are sick,

your my valentine,

that i pick,

surrounded in mystery,

i seen your gifts,

talents no one knows,

those are what i miss,

hair like the sun,

on the waking of day,

i dream of the touch,

no words to say,

your eyes sparkle,

like the twinkle of stars,

so much beauty,

the angels call "ours",

smile like the moon,

that brightens the night,

never stopping, never ending,

everlasting light,

face like a mother,

her calm, soothing voice,

God has made,

the greatest choice,

heart of gold,

and an angels breathe,

to this poem,

there is nothing left,

another time,

on a different day,

you will hear my words,

in a different way.

Ben

 

"You"

Reviews

[Bexers]

The color and the formatting is what caught my eye to actually read this poem.
It is beautiful and very well done.

Great job, keep it up!