I looked over and the stranger was staring at me, She looked me in the eye and I knew she was and angel.
Sleep well, sleep with angels.
Scared to let go of her gaze because if I looked away, I knew she would be gone. Kept on staring…I knew she was an angel.
Sleep well, sleep with angels.
My heart was broken that day, I knew I would never see her again, but her eyes remain…I knew she was an angel.
Sleep well, sleep with angels.
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As 2013 is just a day away, I promised myself to blog more on my personal blog and to start writing poetry again. This post is both. Well, it is an poem, but it is start.
Have a Happy New Year Buffalo!
