Sunday, March 9, 2014

My Angel

The darkness spread quickly,
Covering all the eye could see,
and even the strongest light,
this magic evil could not fight.

Laughter was all but gone,
This, a night with no dawn,
Hope had turned to despair,
A malaise with out repair.

Plants withered & simply died,
Smiles froze and fears cried,
This winter was not just for bones,
It had cut through to human souls.

To this place, an angel came,
Seeking not fortune and fame,
To only help the people cope,
And to revert despair to hope.

Bit by bit, the winter thawed,
Smiles reached to men once hard,
Songs burst out, sung on a lark,
All here now unafraid of the dark.

And the darkness crumbled fast,
The sun, this time, did outlast
And in this light, the people saw,

The angel, her name Theresa