The Angel In White

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The Angel In White

 

When I was sixteen
I went explorein
the time I was ignorein
walkin the streets of St. Pete.

The night came
I wanted to scream
afraid, lost and all alone.
I didn't know how to find my way home.

Now pay attention to what happen next
because it really took my breath
I prayed for an angel
or a shepherd pure and white.
and there by my side
He appeared in the night.

I followed as he led me
strait to my door
I called to my sister
but he was there no more.

I shall never forget
that beauitful shight
the angel God sent
all covered in white

I know Gods there
for he answer my prayer
he sent me a shepherd
all covered in white hair.

I don't know what could have happened
if God hadn't sent that angel from above
He knew German Shepherds were dogs that I loved

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

makeithappen’s Poems (7)

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