Angel Poem by lucinda bryson

Angel



A gift from god a smile and innocense pure as a child.Peach like cheeks as if you where a rose in the summer time. Angel

Like fine china never to be touched just to look at. Pure and sweet like a strawberry Angel
Hot like lava. A fresh pair of sneakers only to be worn never.
Angel

Cool as if you where made from spring water
Made by gods hands you are a true Angel

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lucinda bryson

lucinda bryson

Brooklyn, New York
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