My Actual Angel Poem by Bryce Miller

</>Shes my actual Angel,
From the heavens I'm sure.
Cast down to me,
Being stuck on earth she had to endure.

She's to beautiful to be human,
To smart to nice to true.
She has to be my actual Angel,
How she manages I have no clue.

I'm glad she's in my life,
She makes everyday worth living.
She has gave me so much of her time and love,
But I think it's my turn to do the giving.

She to me is the meaning of life,
If fate was a drive she would be my chauffeur.
I wish I could be there every day and night,
And tell her every second that I'll always be there for her.

She is my actual Angel,
I tell her that everyday.
I tell her that I love and care about her,
And the many reasons why I feel this way.

I don't know what the others thought,
When they broke her fragile heart.
But I think I could do better,
And fix it right up from the start.

She says she's not an Angel,
Thats very hard to see.
Because every second that I'm with her,
It seems like its not reality to me.

She makes everything in life fade into perspective,
With just one look at her smile.
She makes me know that those sacrifices were right,
And that she makes them worthwhile.

She just makes things possible,
That without her were not.
I'm glad when the stars fell to earth,
It was her that I caught.

Her voice like an angelic choir,
Her eyes like the starry night sky.
All the little things that make me love her so much,
She never needs to ask why.

The answer is always there,
It's in my eyes.
Every time I see you,
It helps me get by.

All the good in the world,
All the truth within the lies.
All shown to me,
With a cute wink of your eye.

She makes life worth living,
That's something not to joke about.
She makes everything I do have meaning,
It's not below a shadow of a doubt.

She is my actual Angel,
And every moment I say.
That she means the world to me,
And I hope she's here to stay.