Richard Rowe


The Angel Of Life - Poem by Richard Rowe

LIFE’S Angel watched a happy child at play,
Wreathing the riches of the blushing May:
His eye was cloudless as the heavens above,
But there was pity in her look of love.

The flowers he gathered bloomed their brief bright hour,
Then rained their petals in a silent shower:
The boy looked up at her with strange surprise,
And sadder grew the pity in her eyes.


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  • Rookie Victoria Dame (10/7/2008 7:02:00 AM)

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  • Rookie - 21 Points Shannon Martin (12/10/2006 2:08:00 PM)

    That is a beautiful poem! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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