A mixture of art in all its forms and random grabs from life and whatever else bubbles up….

My Angel….

She’s My Angel
She’s that smile that I need when I’ve had a crummy day.
She’s that rainbow of color when my world has turned gray.
She’s that shoulder I need when I’m up against the ropes.
She’s the one that I turn to when I need that ray of hope.

She’s the candle’s flicker in a room otherwise dark.
She’s lit my soul on fire for her from the very start.
She’s the one I feel at peace with when I’m laying in her arms.
She’s the one who captivates me with all her witty charm.

She’s everything I want and everything I need
She’s every single love song and in every book I read.
Every minute we share together is a minute I’ll always hold tight.
She’s my angel in the morning, afternoon, and night.

She’s not perfect, but to me she’s pretty close.
She’s quick to give an attitude adjustment right when I need it the most.
She’s that star in the sky that is shinning brighter than the rest.
She’s that one ounce of encouragement I need to do my very best.

She’s the one who knows me better than anyone else ever could.
She’s the one who loves me even more than she probably should.
She’s got a way of touching my heart like nobody else knows.
She’s the woman I love from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.

She’s everything I want and everything I need
She’s every single love song and in every book I read.
Every minute we share together is a minute I’ll always hold tight.
She’s my angel in the morning, afternoon, and night.

She’s a red sports car, in the summer, running ninety.
She’s forever the one I always want beside me.
She’s all the words I do not say because the words do not come fast enough.
She’s soft, sweet, kind, and sincere, but at times can be very tough.

She’s the most expensive, most precious, priceless work of art.
She’s the one, I swear, I’ll never let go of until death do us part.
She’s absolutely, positively, no doubt about it, my angel from above.
She’s the reason I write this poem to try and express my love.

She’s everything I want and everything I need
She’s every single love song and in every book I read.
Every minute we share together is a minute I’ll always hold tight.
She’s my angel in the morning, afternoon, and night.

by K Gossett

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26 responses

  1. Wonderful poem, Andy!

    January 14, 2012 at 13:31

    • THANKS eLENA ..Was glad to find it !🙂

      January 14, 2012 at 14:00

  2. January 14, 2012 at 14:01

    • January 14, 2012 at 14:07

  3. January 14, 2012 at 14:02

    • January 14, 2012 at 14:06

  4. Mélanie

    Hi Andy! Wonderful pix, young man… btw, I do know your sweet angel’s name…🙂
    She’ll translate these lyrics for you:🙂 Enjoy it together:

    January 14, 2012 at 15:17

    • Thank you Melanie !!! Very nice song and video !!🙂

      January 14, 2012 at 16:04

  5. Stefania

    wonderful poem — wonderful weekend Androxa !

    January 14, 2012 at 18:24

    • Thank you Stefania !! A great weekend to you too🙂

      January 15, 2012 at 14:46

  6. 🙂

    January 14, 2012 at 19:29

    • multumesc Cristi !!🙂

      January 15, 2012 at 14:48

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  10. Wonderful words!

    January 15, 2012 at 16:25

    • thank you peter !1🙂

      January 15, 2012 at 16:42

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  14. incaunipocrit

    Reblogged this on Basil Wheel.

    January 15, 2012 at 23:36

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  18. angels….angels .. those mystical beings … we have always aroused curiosity and imagination nurtured us ..
    and if I were an angel??!!!

    April 5, 2012 at 18:19

    • Imagination is more important than knowledge.
      Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions.
      Albert Einstein

      April 7, 2012 at 15:36

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