She smiles at the sign of light
Angel loves the sunrise
And all her worries fade with night
Angel smiles at the skies
She medicates herself
With sunlight washing over her
Leaving her pains high up on the shelf
Angel feels much warmer
She loves the sound of birds
As they fly beside her in the sky
She understands there soft sung words
And she sings along as she flies
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I would like to translate this poem
enjoyed the visual qualities in your poem, Christian, thank you.