My Angels Sweet Poem by Antonio Liao

lying in the dark suite
lingers its sight
viewed into the crystal door where angels float
hail on! the wings fly
above the sky that touches the light

bring all the sober, lets
start to flight, never flaw stand to flew
herald those day,
where you'll
find the grain, off once you come
you're surely you'll
always stand

now choose the one you can trust
thou seamlessly
you did not believe on what
what you sow and those sweet respect certainly
is the one whom to trust
is the one will come

the wisdom of mine hinder to find
the meaning of close,
where I stand please find me a place to rest
for even the sand had waken
the sun

soar high, we always find, the truth
of what I have done made me the
best in your hand, then
tie my lips as you have reach my tongue,
be the laughter of your sweet
paddle into thy Father's
hand.