Who Sits There Before Me? Poem by Asher Proschansky

Who Sits There Before Me?



an angel's face
sat before me
was busy
forgot it was there
chancing again on it's beauty
it caught me!
caught me unaware...
had the holy one
on high created an angel
an angel just for me?
could this truly be?

Wednesday, June 6, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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