Angel A. Lockwood
Biography of Angel A. Lockwood
Angel was born and raised in Nyc.
She is the mother of (3) children.
Angel A. Lockwood Poems
I awoke early one morning, and to get a head start I went directly to the neighborhood Hobby Mart, I really enjoy going there, for I get to explore alot as, I put some really interesting items in my little red cart
Iam traveling Traveling through time Visiting various places In the heart, in the mind
A Hidden Message
Somethings are better lefted unsaid Sometimes there are letters written only to be lefted forever unread Some songs are not sunged aloud
Just by chance I glanced I went I danced
The Words You Say
It was great to hear Your voice today There is always Laughter and
A Letter To My Dear Friend
I wrote a letter to my friend, the other day I had just A few things
I miss you grandma A bunch Even thou now I don't speak of you too much
I now titled you Music man For whenever I see you
Change, Change, Change
Change, When change comes, it should enlighten the eye Change is sometimes painful and especially when without warning,
So far, Ive sown much Yet my eyes sees nothing I guess I'll, just keep my
You are a gift to the world Regardless of Gender Unique in various ways DNA as no other
There's places in life Where you discover Just who you are The depth of your character
Flying high in the sky, soaring very high. High as an eagle Yet only in my mind's eye. Not giving up, yet continuing,
Choices Are a form of grace To have a choice A voice,
Flying high in the sky, soaring
very high. High as an eagle
Yet only in my mind's eye.
Not giving up, yet continuing,
Gliding, through the gusty wind.
Until wings and the wind somehow blends together, as an acoustic, melodic strum, and births a song.
A gentle, distinct sound.
Is this the purpose?