Angel Face

My angel FaceLooking like love whether asleep or awake

I love my little angel face. She’s time everlasting

the winds lay at her feet.

Angels guard her doorstep. The sun

lightens her path. The moon is her friend

they talk every night.

I love my little angel face

she makes my burdens alight.

Life moves and dances about her

Like a night at the ballet.

What a joy to have in my life

my little angel face.

Mere words are difficult

trying to explain what’s in my

heart. The love I feel will take

much more to express what’s

what with me and my little angel face.

I could write, and write, and write

from now on but I can’t ever really

explain what love and joy I feel

for my little angel face… Only

time can reveal. No matter what

my angel face is my must. I have to have

my baby girl; my granddaughter; my little angel face.

I hope that someone gets the gist

of what I’m trying to express.

I love my little angel face

and she’s the family crest.

 

3 thoughts on “Angel Face

  1. ‘the moon is her friend/they talk every night’

    These lines struck a chord with me, a sudden burst of nostalgia for something long gone, I loved this poem, what a beautiful sentiment and a wonderful muse to have to fuel these words. Beautiful poetry.

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