Angel Wings Poem by William Mowell

Faded memories and broken images of a place and time,
the memory is there, but its been damaged by time

Back in my youth, a girl I once knew,
now when I think of her, it makes me blue

A song helps bring me back to that place,
and it helps me remember her face

Angelic beauty and kindness to spare,
thoughts of her are almost too much to bare

Stupidity that I still have,
mistakes that make me mad

Like a theatrical play the time line comes back
Remembering the day she left, here come the facts

A pick-up truck took her away
Her angel wings would never decay

I knew an angel for awhile
And that is the reason I smile