Patrick Fealy

(1/1/1973 / Oakland)

Cecilia


Her smile is like the kind of thing much warmer than the sun
A girl made out of everything most precious to be won
and she did leave a tear or two while she went passing by
that I would trade for diamonds here beneath the studded sky
A thing made out of precious stones is easy to be found
but she is like some diadem in God’s eternal crown
If stolen by some thief of night an angel would attend
And guard her in her sorrow there until the darkness ends
you'd find her then with joy at last and always to abound
And greet her there with laughter like the children all around

Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013
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