There once was a boy & his angel & most importantly, her rose.
To help an angel & a rose is to be loved by the angel & protected by the rose.
To be protected by a rose is to be invincible because a rose's protective thorns hurt all Who try to do you harm.
Thorns protecting you from enemies thee.
Angle thy fell from the sky,
Lands in the waters of fear & death only to be found by her master, her protector.
The angel, knew not her real name nor the name of the boy who saved her, instead calls him master.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem