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An Angel
 




An Angel


Walking along a winding road
My feet are heavy from my load
The sky is black, showing no light
Then out of the blue, a shine so bright

I turned my head the light's too much
Then on my hands I felt a touch
And on my ear I could feel a breath
My body shook, as I'm scared to death

I hear a voice, it calls to me
As I turn around, who could it be?
There she was, just standing there
I saw her beauty, beyond compare

She said my name, how does she know?
And how does her face, get that glow?
Her eyes sparkle, as she smiles at me
But she is an Angel, how could this be?

She takes my hand, we start to walk
I have no words, as I try to talk
This moment is one I've held deep inside
Is this the woman to be my bride?

So many questions are filling my head
Silently I ask, "Am I dead?"
Then we stop, and she says me
"I'm the one, he created for thee"

My eyes swell up, tears began to fall
And with her hand she wipes them all
She says, "This is a love without an end
I'll always be there, forever your friend"

"You have my heart, it's honest and true
I'll always love and cherish you
But now you must go, and soon you will see
An Angel before you, and she will be me."

The sound of a clock woke me from this dream
It was all so real, or so it did seem
I began to cry, then a knock at the door
I opened it quickly and heard, "Cry no more