By an Angel

When touched by an angel
so many run away in fear
of living beauty drawing near
and yet another vagrant tear

escaped the angel's eye
for who would cry
for all the lost and lonely souls
if not for her?

Angel's tears that flow in streams
and build tomorrows
in bright dreams
of starlight falling down

for as each tear the angel wept
alit upon the ground
another spring of love was found
within the dew-lit glow of dawn

and daylight joined
her lullaby of night
until the sound and sight
of day and night in harmony
returned her smile to her


Copyright© 2000 Michaelette L. Romano
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