I can see the angels
when her eyes sparkle
just before she laughs.
The angels smile at me
through my friend's loving eyes
- they cut my soul in half.
I can see angels again.
Alas, they're not my own.
But my friend can now smile,
and I know she's never alone.
(Curitiba - 06 July,2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thats a very nice poem of angels, sounds alittle of jesus story