A Little Angel Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

A Little Angel

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Far away on a billow
an angel lays down his head
upon a cloud-tufted pillow
with a sky-line for his bed.

A shroud of star-glow around him
and the moonlight's impending ray.
Misty evening light grows dim
as dusk overtakes the day.

Sweet love enclosed in his breast
with never a thought of sorrow.
The little angel takes his rest.
Sweet dreams to hail tomorrow.

Petite roses in his cheeks,
a crimson blush upon his lips;
and though his heart never speaks,
it is shown in morn's eclipse.

I love my little angel, mine.
He is such a beautiful sight
drifting on high beyond the brine,
free of the bounds of night.

Little angel with dove-white wings
sends a tender kiss to me.
A choir of heaven's angels sings -
a song that sets me free.

I cannot see his gold-lit curls -
his pathway of love and light
sending love to all little girls
that have wept within the night.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE 12 March 2008

very beautiful........

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Melvin Banggollay 10 March 2008

simply amazing and passionate interlude of your powerful display of rhytmic emotions. Thanks for sharing. love lots, melvin

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backwoods barbie 10 March 2008

this is really sweet poem

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