My angel without wings
in my ears whispers and sings.
My misery, my shattered heart
what others hated you love those parts.
Gods creation so divine
captured this heart of mine.
How could I not love you with all that I am
You are the steady I need for my trembling hand.
So honest, true and caring you are
My shining armour & shooting star.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
excellent..it has grace in itself..