Dear angel,
To where
has that golden glimmer of yours gone?
Have failed attempts in flight
Made that pleasing smile withdrawn?
Let not these plummets of the past
fetter your feathered dreams,
for they are but dark hours
before greetings
from a new dawn.
Trust that I am no stranger
to the yearning inside your soul;
To fly, to watch the world;
Afar.
Trust that you are indeed fashioned
to soar;
In majestic beauty
Of the angel that you are.
I understand
that mere words uttered or written
can never elevate you
to those heights;
Why, perhaps you feel
this is just irrational;
Seeing I am not you,
Yet I speak of these insights.
Dear angel, do keep in mind
That the wishes
held within your heart
have not at all been hollow;
For hope
is the only certainty
that fills the emptiness of tomorrow.
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Submission Name: Angel
