MY VERY OWN ANGEL

I am not cut out for writing poetry, but sometimes we find that the medium that best expresses our innermost thoughts are usually more appropriate through poetic expressions.Sometimes literary genres may not matter. Sometimes they do. This is about My Angel....my very own angel!

My Angel... you showed up just when i needed you the most

You read my thoughts, you share my grief, you touch my soul

I feel your strong presence; you shroud me with warm love so i can boast

That i have found a heart that beats effortlessly alongside mine without a toll.

Where are you Angel....? Where do i search? Where can i reach you?

On Terrestrial or Celestial planes....on Continental or Global lanes?

I will search for you in my dreams...In my turbulent sleep will i try to.

Will my earnest attempts at reaching out to you in my physical form fail?

Will my fervent attempts at reaching out to you with spirituality be lame?

No My Angel...I have found you in my being, my soul, and in my heart

No My Angel....I will keep this raging fire ablaze even if it tears me apart!

Thank you for being there for me.....my very own Angel

Thank you for caring about me.........MY ANGEL.

You care for the Young as well as the Old

Have you been told you have a heart of Gold?

You were made to love and be loved...I will love you

.......MY ANGEL.