Little Angel’s Story
Sun rises
In a mid sky
An angel cries alone
Upon darkness
She has nowhere to go
Nowhere to be found
Sitting on a dead rose petal
Sadly she sang the blues
Oh indeed
A prayer of hope still left
Inside her soul
Wash away tears over
Those pretty eyelids
Glancing the shadows
Rolling with the flowing clouds
Her broken wings are fragile
She walks around
Looking for a hand of faith
But all she got is nothing
Only dreams
~
© Kai Croft
7 comments:
Awwww. Dreams are the start of big things! Good write, sweetie Kai. :)
ty aa ditty
hey, you posted another one!
beautiful, pp b-fly!
Another lovely poem. I agree with Polona. Beautiful.
ty polona & sb
So very beautiful Princess Kai!
You are a sweetheart!
Margie
ty margie
hugs
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