The Angel of Life by Richard Rowe

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The Angel of Life

LIFE’S Angel watched a happy child at play,
Wreathing the riches of the blushing May:
His eye was cloudless as the heavens above,
But there was pity in her look of love.

The flowers he gathered bloomed their brief bright hour,
Then rained their petals in a silent shower:
The boy looked up at her with strange surprise,
And sadder grew the pity in her eyes.

Richard Rowe

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Victoria Dame (10/7/2008 7:02:00 AM)
Another beautiful poem!

Shannon Martin (12/10/2006 2:08:00 PM)
That is a beautiful poem!

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