by Unknown
May 2010 482 Views 6 comments
Under the blanket.
Under the blanket, I lie in wait alone
I'm reaching out for a new friend
It's a blanket of time
I've watched it pass by
My spirit was broken, but sure to mend
I believe angels are with those pure at soul
moving about at light speed, to leave everlasting glow.
Perhaps in the form of a new friend
An uplifting second wind
Precious pure as gold
Angels come and go
Sheppard's lead the blind
True friends, True love
Prove hard to find
Send me a sign
I'm reaching out for a new friend
It's a blanket of time
I've watched it pass by
My spirit was broken, but sure to mend
I believe angels are with those pure at soul
moving about at light speed, to leave everlasting glow.
Perhaps in the form of a new friend
An uplifting second wind
Precious pure as gold
Angels come and go
Sheppard's lead the blind
True friends, True love
Prove hard to find
Send me a sign
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Posted: May 2010
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Comments (6)
I've not found what I'm looking for just yet. But knowing I can have this is what I really needed.
Thank you both for your kind comments
Randall
by: anothercreation
Very beautiful write really enjoyed reading this uplifting poem
and such touching words comes from an angel
too one day u will meet one too