Goodnight little angel, please gather your tears,
Use them as balm on my brow and my fears.
The lanterns of love, burn bright in your eyes,
Let them light me a path through the darkening skies.
Goodnight little angel, please try not to weep,
My years have been many, 'tis time now to sleep.
The shadows are falling, my time it is nigh
Hold my hand little angel and kiss me goodbye
We all have a guardian angel and it is such a comfort. The imagery is beautiful in this piece and I really liked the first two lines. Lovely work. Karin Anderson
This is a beautiful & sweet poem. You are very talented. Thanks for sharing.
Again you write so beautifully, i feel i want to cry (in a good way of course!) beautiful, you are so so talented
it is not clear here if there is a real angel or simply angelic human beings...what is clear is that there is a lot of love and comforting being given and received...so so touching.... :)
This poem is beautiful - obviuosly written from experience. You are a very talented poet, take care, Tracey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a sweet treasure. The path is a comforting symbol. Very lovely.