Angels and Blessings
My lord, following me on silent steps, keeping me from unseen death.
Comforting me as I weep in sleepless nights, trying to fight, trying to hide.
Patiently waiting, holding my tears, absorbing the sorrows, feeling my fears.
Calling me......Calling me.
My soul creator, My author, My friend.
I sleep on silent wings, hidden from the destroying things.
4 Comments:
okay, i need to know two things right away...
1. is she really asleep? (either way she is absolutely adorable!)
2. who wrote the poem??
September 07, 2006 11:54 PM
1.No she's not....lol.
2.Me
September 08, 2006 9:13 AM
did you realize i was asking those questions in a demanding voice and not a polite, courtesy-question kind of voice??
I have decided two things about you, burningalive...
1. i am a fan of your photography
2. i am a fan of your writing
September 09, 2006 9:35 PM
thanks....:)
September 11, 2006 8:56 AM
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