I used to believe in miracles ,
Used to think that I had a guardian standing tall ,
With auburn tresses falling delicately covering his untainted cerulean eyes ,
His hoary white wings would glisten in the velvety moonlight ,
His arms would form a hindrance to protect me from the malovelent ,
I would overcome all trepidations and walk home alone ,
Not needing anyone to walk by my side , not needing anyone to listen to ,
I loved being alone with no one to hinder my thoughts and sorrows ,
That was because my heart knows my guardian would always be right behind me,
Watching over my every step , but he soon began to ebb away ,
There were no longer dull grey clouds to shield me from the sun ,
No longer mellow pitched voices in my head that would break the placidness in my life ,
No longer silhouettes of massive wings lurking behind me , giving me warmth and faith ,
He was gone and I was left alone , but it dawned upon me ,
I was alone to begin with and will perpetually be till I ebb away to meet him in heaven.
My Guardian Angel
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I enjoyed your peom – it spoke to me
Very good poem here, my friend. I liked it very much. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. Good Job!