Treasure Island

Chris Che Mbuzi Kaunda

(28 APRIL 1993 / Malawi)

Angel On Earth


When i see you i hold my breath
when i miss you you raise my faith
from the day of my birth
to the day of my death
i will always agree youre my angel on earth

sent from heaven
sent to save my love soul
guiding me in all path of love
youre my angel forever

my angel of love
the angel sent from above
and became the only thing i have
your wings so holly like that of adove

my angel i beg you to guide me
protect me
hold me and love me forever
because your my angel on earth!

Submitted: Saturday, November 19, 2011
Edited: Saturday, November 19, 2011

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  • Dave Walker (11/19/2011 3:05:00 AM)

    Like it. Good poem. A good write.
    May i invite you to read my new poem called,
    Life for the living. (Report) Reply

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