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Wednesday, October 21, 2015
While Angels stood and waited :
Laughter smiling faces turned to stone
Whilst they ever hear her screams again thus broken, how could we know,
The passing stars many things forgotten old and new
Heart shaped locket hold this key for me you see,
We stood and watched the child passing,
While Angels stood and waited,
The seesaw playground laughter too even echos of simple Simon lovers holding hands skipping stones while angels stood and waited
Who would of ever thought we would find that chair in such a place,
Falling tears softly carry on while Angels stood and waited,
Twinkle twinkle little star I wish I may I wish I might keep the wish of,
Holding hands and try not thy lose the memories,
Old ones young ones and babies all of us wonder too,
Our purpose flight of fancy the bluebird song an angel wing, some may stay and some may go,
While Angels stood and waited
Yonder wait thee dreams of mothers father's and children too,
Screams and nightmares broken tears on the ground,
Understanding could never build a fence, wall or falling star,
While Angels stood and waited,
A walk in the park in the falling rain even made sense waiting on you,
As the circle goes on unbroken, I'd wipe those tears away,
She pondered a many what if's hands time back for another chance on bended knee teardrops softly fell upon the ground,
Her Angel stood waiting,
Dark Poet
AUGUST, 29 2013
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