His Halo Poem by Chelsea Crisman

When I see him
I swear he shines.
My heart lights up
Because I know he's mine.
This is no other one for me,
For he's all I'll ever want or need.

I don't see wings
No cloth of white
Still, I see his halo
Shining so bright.
It is his heart,
The way it loves,
That tells me he doesn't need one.

He wears it as his essence
Not just on his sleeve.
He has a golden halo,
It shall never leave.
His halo shines so bright
That only I can see its might.

Halo so blindingly beautiful
It blesses me tremendously
As I know that I can really see
Its honest and true beauty.
Most say he has no consideration,
Believing he is only selfish,
No one can see how beautiful he is.

Yet I see his halo.
He doesn't need wings.
They don't know him,
They're unable to see
His halo so golden
He doesn't need anything.
He wears his heart more
Than just on his sleeve.

- Feburary 17,2010


© Chelsea Ann Crisman