My Angel In The Dark Poem by Okuola Paul Abiola

When I was empty with thought and dead, she came with the food for thought to spur me back to life
When I was lonely, she kept me company
When I fell and couldn't rise, she lent a helping hand
When I was hurt and weak, she came healing my wound
When things fell apart never to fall in place again, she makes me seee the good out of it
In sorrow, she comforts me
I sickness, she cares for me
When the darkness of the world covers me, she stayed with me
She is my Angel In The Dark