A poem by … me
Angel’s Bride
One blessed day of silence
I opened the door
to my angel.
One blessed day of silence
I left the world behind,
I walked through that door.
One blessed day
My eyes could see,
My ears could hear,
My mind could hold
A world above and beyond words.
Lightly I entered
Where love is real
Where each light speck says ”we love”
Where every object sings
“For you, from Love”
Where each flower asks to be my friend
Where I may touch the stars
Where each tree has stories to tell
My Angel’s arms …
My Home.
A. Garden, December 2014
Theo and Mira 