Angel

by Elizabeth

A spirit, a beacon
To shine throught the night
To guide you to safety
Through many a plight;
And sounding through your darkness
Clear as a bell
The voice of the person
Who is your angel.
A rose, 'midst the weeds
Of grief and of pain
Reminding you that someday
Things will be alright again,
And like hot chocolate
On a chill winter day
They warm up your soul
And spirit all the way,
Someone chosen just for you
Above all the rest
For this is the one
Who can do the job best
To pierce throught your darkness
And spread warmth and light
A reminder of beauty
Setting sorrow to flight
You have been chosen
And so have been they
To be each other's angels
And guide through life's way.

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