She appeared to me in a dream
like smoke in the night
through shadows of a memory
I can not now seem to erase
deep from within my mind
an Angel sent through time
With Heaven's gentle smile
shining upon her face
that she brings down to me
through every endless lonely mile
shining on me her everlasting afterglow
through a moonlight's gleam
this Angel I needed of mine
When my nights were cold and empty
she came and wrapped me comfortably
in her wings she held me so tight
and would never let me go
my Angel that would come and shine
Spiritwind ©2014
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