Come To Life Poem by Atticus Poetry
Come To Life
I woke before her, and she slept on as the sun rose,
spilling light across our bed.
I stared at her,
she was perfect to me,
an angel in my bed,
and not the angel you see in a stained glass window,
she was the girl I would sculpt,
if given a thousand years,
and only a promise that she might one day come to life.
— a t t i cu s
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: angels
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5/5/2024 3:11:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
That's such a beautiful poem.