My Angel Poem by joe hirsch

met angel one sunny morning in early autumn. Her hair was long and her eyes blue as the sky above. Her hair was dark brown like the southern walnut trees that lined the Tennessee River bank. She took my hand and said do not have any fear my child. We walked through the calm and still valley like two friends who had met before. The leaves were falling and the rivers had paved a new course. Another summer had passed and another year was going to close. She talks softly and she spoke peace and happiness. She told me about life and why the world is the way it is. We sat on the shore like two strangers but as the sunset we grew close and found that we more than friends. We gazed out over the ocean and watched the ships sail like they have done since man had started time. I remember that night like it was yesterday and still to this day I can see in the sky smiling and watching over me. They say everybody has angel and well this how image mine watching over me and guiding me through life